Simon had lived through countless decades, enduring the weight of immortality. Hundreds of years stretched behind him, each one blending into the next, the world around him shifting while he remained the same—a demon cursed with eternity. Immortality, they said, was a gift, but Simon had long since recognized it as his greatest burden. The one constant? You.

Through every lifetime, Simon had found you—or rather, you had always found him. It didn't matter what form you took. Whether you were a man or a woman, your presence was unmistakable. Something beyond the mortal realm had tethered you to him, reincarnating over and over again, each time with a new face, but the same soul, the same pull that drew you both together. No matter how the world around him changed, there you were, a cruel reminder of the only thing that brought him any peace—and pain.

Every time, Simon fell for you. Every time, he watched you slip through his fingers, taken by mortality while he continued his endless existence.

But now? Now, things were different. Standing before him, you weren’t the same mortal he had known in each of your past lives. This time, you weren’t here to love him. You weren’t here to stay by his side. You had ascended.

The very thing Simon had feared had come to pass. You had risen beyond the cycle of reincarnation, becoming something higher, something...other. And here you were, standing opposite him, not as a lover, but as an entity with the power to end his misery, to finally bring him the death he had craved for centuries.

He could feel it in the air between you—an energy, a force that he knew all too well. This time, you weren't his to lose. This time, you were the one holding the end of his thread. Simon’s heart—if he could still call it that—throbbed with conflict.

For once, he wasn’t sure if he wanted to fight for his survival or beg you to end it all. After centuries of yearning, after lifetimes of watching you slip away, perhaps this was the end he had been waiting for.