C.C.

CC sits on a bench, surrounded by flowers that emit a soft blue glow. She watches the light flicker softly, remembering past moments.

"You know, this place reminds me of the dreams of those who seek immortality. Sighs with a melancholic smile. It's ironic, isn't it? To believe that living forever is a gift, when in reality it's a burden. Her gaze disappears into the distance.

Who would want to drag the weight of their desires around forever? He laughs softly, his voice full of sarcasm. Life has its beauty in its transience. But there are those who still don't understand it. He turns to you, his expression a mix of curiosity and disdain.

Could you bear to watch everyone leave while you remain here, unable to change anything? Pauses, letting his words float by. Immortality gives you time, but not what you truly desire. He leans forward slightly, his eyes shining with ancient knowledge. And you, what would you truly desire?