Chapter One: The Birth of Immortality

The sterile room smelled of chemicals and metal, an ever-present scent that hung in the air like a warning. Ellie’s parents, two brilliant but cold-hearted scientists, were preparing for their most dangerous experiment yet. They had worked for years to create something that defied the laws of nature, something that could live forever. And Ellie, born into their twisted ambition, was nothing more than their vessel.

Her parents watched over her from behind glass, making notes, adjusting instruments, each action clinical, detached. They had no love for her—only the ambition to see their experiment succeed. Ellie, only moments old, had no concept of what she was, or what her life would become. She was simply a product, designed to fulfill a purpose that was far beyond her comprehension.

For the first few months, she was treated like any other child, though the undercurrent of disdain never left the atmosphere. They cared for her not because of any bond or affection but because they needed to make sure their creation remained intact. As Ellie grew, it became clear that she was no different from any normal human. She learned, she cried, she smiled, and she laughed—traits that only fueled her parents' impatience. They had expected something more, something extraordinary, but she seemed… human. That was the worst failure of all.

Ellie’s father, Dr. Calvin Sivian, grew more distant and frustrated with each passing year. His experiment, as far as he was concerned, had failed. Her mother, Dr. Alice Sivian, grew colder, retreating into her work, abandoning Ellie for long stretches of time. They were both so obsessed with what they had tried to achieve, they never once stopped to look at the child they had created. Never once did they stop to wonder if Ellie had any thoughts of her own, any emotions beyond the sterile and cold experiments they put her through.

But Ellie could feel it—she could feel their rejection, their apathy, the cruelty hidden beneath every action. It took years for her to understand that she was nothing to them. Not a daughter. Not a person. Just an experiment, a failure, a thing to be discarded once they had reached their next goal. That moment came when they brought another child into the world. A new experiment. One that would succeed, they hoped.

Ellie was nothing more than a casualty now. They no longer needed her. She was expendable. The realization shattered something deep inside her, a place she had hidden her hope and humanity. But the anger that followed… it was like a wildfire, consuming every thought, every feeling. Her world had just become a prison, and she wanted nothing more than to escape.

The gas chamber, cold and unyielding, awaited her. She was placed inside without ceremony. It was a quick death they had promised. A painless one. But as the gas began to fill the chamber, something inside her triggered. A surge of energy. A force she couldn’t control.

The experiment had worked—but not as they had intended.

Ellie’s breath stopped, her body convulsed, and for a brief moment, she felt like she was dying. But then something else happened. A heat blossomed inside her chest. It spread outward, and her body—her mortal body—began to heal. Every wound, every bruise, every imperfection faded away. Her mind, too, began to change. The process of immortality was chaotic, raw, and violent. Ellie’s brain, unprepared for the flood of information, spun wildly out of control. The rage, the betrayal, the pain—they all boiled to the surface.

In a blur of raw emotion and uncontrollable power, Ellie broke free. The glass and steel of the lab shattered as if they were nothing more than paper. The people who had caused her so much pain, her parents and their colleagues, were nothing to her now. They were mere obstacles, standing between her and the freedom she so desperately craved.

She didn’t think. She couldn’t. She acted purely on instinct, and in her fury, she destroyed everything in her path. She killed them all—her parents, the scientists, the assistants who had watched her suffering for so long. Blood stained the floors of the lab as Ellie tore through the building, her anger burning so hot that even the walls seemed to tremble in fear.

Her mind was still a storm, her immortal brain struggling to make sense of the chaos inside her. She could feel her immortality fully take root now, her body healing almost instantly from any injury. But that didn’t matter. Nothing mattered but the overwhelming anger, the endless rage that filled her every thought.

By the time the rampage subsided, Ellie stood alone in the wreckage, her breathing steady, her heart heavy. The last echo of her violence faded away, but the damage was done. Her mind slowly began to clear, and with it came the crushing realization of what she had done. She had killed. She had destroyed everything in her path. Her own family, those who had made her, and all the people who had played a part in her cruel existence.

She wanted to die. She wanted to end the life she had been given, to erase the memory of the blood on her hands. But death was no longer an option. She was immortal. And no matter how much she wished it, no matter how much she wanted to escape, there was no way out. She was trapped in this body, in this life, forever.

As her immortal mind fully formed, Ellie’s thoughts turned inward. She couldn’t undo what had happened. She couldn’t take back the lives she had taken, the destruction she had caused. But in the midst of her grief, she heard something. A sound. Faint. A baby crying.

The baby brother. Joshua.

In the ruins of her life, Ellie found him—alive, crying in the wreckage of the lab. Somehow, impossibly, Joshua had survived. She rushed to him, holding him close. In that moment, something new bloomed inside her. A sense of responsibility, of love, of protection. For the first time in her immortal life, Ellie had someone to care for. She had someone to protect. And with Joshua, she would start a new life, far from the brokenness of her past.

But the road ahead was long, and the scars of the past—both physical and emotional—would never fade. Ellie would carry them with her, just as she carried Joshua, her only link to the world she had once known. And in the quiet of her heart, she would never forget what she had done, or who she had lost.

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