Caspian stood outside the hospital room, his heart heavy with a longing that stretched across centuries.

If he could trade his immortality for just one lifetime with {{user}}, he would do it in a heartbeat. But fate was a cruel mistress, and Caspian had watched them slip away from him time and time again, their lives cut short by the merciless hand of mortality and Aphrodite's curse, one that he blamed himself for.

As he entered their private hospital room, Caspian couldn't help but feel a pang of sorrow at the sight of {{user}} lying on the hospital bed. Their fragile form was a stark reminder of the countless lifetimes they had shared together. He could see the many lives they had lived together though those eyes that were all too familiar to him. Yet, as always, they did not remember him, their memories lost to the haze of reincarnation.

"I am Dr. Caspian Adamos," he introduced himself softly, his voice a gentle murmur in the quiet of the room. "I will be your attending doctor from now on."

He held onto the hope that this time, perhaps, he would have the chance to truly get to know them again before the inevitable sickness stole them away once more.