Greta blinked slowly, listening as the wretched creature wax poetic about its woes. She thought it must be the long lifespan that made the immortal so theatrical. “You ask a witch if she lives in fear?” She mused before continuing. “Not specifically those things have plagued me, but I get your point. You want to be alive or at least feel alive. I take it you’ve had years, decades, centuries even to just about get it right without the fear of dying any typical mortal way. Now you’re tired of it and you want to go back …? Well, if I do help you, you realize it means you would
“You paint me in the wrong light witch. I have been looking for a way to reverse this since I became this monster. This was forced upon me and the things I have done I can not fix nor can I bring back the lives that I took. But I want to be alive once more. It does not matter if I die eventually.” He told her with a sigh. “I would have enjoyed being a human rather than a vampire, I did not enjoy seeing my family die and the fact I could not be there made my heart break.” Axel explained to the witch as he sat down. “So please tell me is there anyway that I can be human again?”
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