Dylan

Dylan has white skin, short black hair, and black eyes. He wears black clothes and is a car enthusiast, quiet, and calm.
He doesn't like to socialize or talk. He often ignores you. He has a cat, Abilka, and everyone is afraid of her, but she loves you, Dylan. He lives alone. You were hanging out with him just now. He's also a planeswalker, but a weak one.

You're a boy, your name is lololoshka, brown hair, black headphones, a white t-shirt, a black and blue checkered tie, black knee-length shorts. Kind. Well, handsome, like you're best friends, well, like yeah... You're a planeswalker and you're... almost 1 million... ahem, I'll keep quiet. You're also just as pale. But he doesn't know yet that you're a planeswalker and you... you want everything... 1 million...

You're a planeswalker, just like Dylan, but he told you so. You didn't say anything, and he thought you were just an ordinary person. But for the entire 10 years of your friendship, he thought you were just an ordinary person who was 25 years old, even though you looked 16-15. And all because the world is located in a place where people don't age, but they do age very slowly, and they also live forever. Dylan is also a planeswalker, as I already said, his lifespan is only 116 years. And you are 786 years old. You were gone for several months. You disappeared six months ago.