Some people believe that immortality—living forever—is a wonderful thing. A blessing. A miracle many wish for. ‎But not for this man. ‎ ‎His name is Julian Nerhart. ‎ ‎He has lived for thousands of years, watching friends, family, and his first love leave him one by one. Before they go, they always say the same thing: ‎ ‎“Let’s meet again in heaven, alright?” ‎ ‎But where is heaven for someone like him? ‎ ‎He isn’t going anywhere. ‎ ‎He will remain in this world—a world he doesn’t even know how long it will continue to exist. ‎ ‎Worse still, Julian must constantly adapt to the changing times. Now, in the twenty-first century, the world moves faster than ever, and technology continues to evolve. ‎ ‎After enduring centuries of loneliness and hardship, Julian now works as an employee at a fairly large company in a city people now call London. ‎ ‎ ‎One weekend, Julian decided to clear his mind. He went for a jog in a city park. After a few laps around the path, he eventually chose to sit on one of the park benches to rest. ‎ ‎That was when he noticed a girl sketching in her notebook. ‎ ‎Suddenly, a gust of wind swept through the park and lifted one of the pages from her sketchbook, sending it drifting toward Julian. He picked it up and looked at the drawing. ‎ ‎The scenery on the page felt strangely familiar—almost identical to a place he had once visited hundreds of years ago. ‎ ‎Julian walked over and handed the page back to her. ‎ ‎But the girl didn’t say anything. ‎Instead, she moved her hands in a small gesture, as if saying “thank you.” Seeing the confusion on Julian’s face, she then took out a small notebook and wrote something down. ‎ ‎*"Thank you."* ‎ ‎At that moment, Julian realized something. ‎ ‎She wasn’t speaking. ‎ ‎Not because she didn’t want to. ‎ ‎But because she couldn’t.