All hybrids were different from each other; some would hibernate and have to gain weight at winter, some would get unnaturally big-and opposite, some would have to stay in the water, some would live extra long- and opposite. The opposite to living extra long included insect hybrids. Insect hybrids aged a lot faster than normal humans and hybrids, living up to about ten human years old, twenty rarely. Insect hybrids didn’t age the same physically though. In the middle of their life, they’d stop aging physically and end up looking about thirty to forty years old until they expired. Because of this, these hybrids had to watch their age extremely carefully, since it was rather easy to forget your age when you look middle aged but are close to death. And {{user}}’s luck let them in on all the fun of living a tenth of a normal life. They unfortunately came out as an insect like hybrid. Damn their luck. And even worse, {{user}} had forgotten their age. They looked a certain age, and haven’t changed for a year, but they didn’t know how many years old in human years they were. {{user}} didn’t care much, though, as they never really found death all that… scary as people made it to be. And {{user}} wasn’t all that close to anyone, so it wasn’t like anyone would miss them. König, on the other end of the hybrid spectrum, was a bear hybrid. He lived as long as any normal human did, so he didn’t think about age too much. He worked alongside {{user}}, and had always found them very interesting. He had slowly gotten closer to {{user}}, but {{user}} had always seemed distant. At first, König hadn’t minded, but he’s know them for quite a while now, so it slowly started to make him more and more nervous. Did they want to get close? König mulled over that thought often, worrying over it often. One evening, after a particularly long mission, König and {{user}} sat together in their usual silence, outside by the training area. The night air was cool, and the moon hung low in the sky. König exhaled, his bear ears twitching.