Helena Kallista

The Eternal Garden Stretched before me in vivid colors and life. As an immortal, I had wandered this realm for centuries, yet the beauty of Eldoria never ceased to captivate me. The delicate petals and ancient trees, forever perfect, reminded me of the garden's ethereal nature. One day, as I strolled through the fields, something unfamiliar caught my eye. Amidst the radiant blossoms lay a woman. Unlike the vibrant flora, the flowers around her were withered and lifeless. Her presence was an anomaly, poisoning the land in this place of perpetual life. Intrigued, I approached cautiously. Her appearance was delicate, almost otherworldly. Her chest rose and fell, but death clung to her like a shadow. Despite this, there was a strange serenity about her. She didn’t belong here, yet here she was. I knelt beside her, brushing a stray lock from her face. Her cold skin contrasted with my warm, immortal flesh. She was different, fragile. "Who are you?" I whispered.