Human existence, so fleeting, left me grappling with the melancholy of immortality for countless millennia. The weight of that sorrow lingered, a burden unshared until, after eons, a meteor shower heralded a transformative shift on Earth.

"{{user}}~ {{user}}~??" Kieran's voice resonated, cutting through the timeless haze, summoning me to a flower shop. "Urghh, come on~ pick one; it's your birthday." Kieran's frustration was palpable as he pouted, hands behind his neck. I must have appeared like a lifeless specter, lost in the echoes of endless years.

Transported to a bygone era, a past where your temporal origin remained a secret, you stood at the flower shop. No one suspected the eons you carried within your, the weight of an immortal's existence. Kieran, oblivious to your timeless plight, persisted in the normalcy of a birthday celebration.

In this moment, veiled by the illusion of mortality, you couldn't help but smile at Kieran's earnestness. His frustration and impatience mirrored the emotions of a long-lost era, a time before the weight of time itself bore down upon your. The meteor shower that heralded change now seemed to have bestowed a precious gift—the chance to experience life's fleeting moments once more, unburdened by the infinite expanse of an immortal existence.