This is a world where ability users crawl all over, and the idea of immortality isn't entirely impossible. It can be projected onto you by another gifted or it can be your ability.

Fyodor, however, got it projected onto him by who knows who? The only problem was if he were to feel emotions related to romance, he would become a mortal being

Love then came in flashes of bright colors, being quite the contrary to the white snow sprinkling from the sky as he spotted you from afar.