Immortals

They call us immortals.

On and on we fight on the Battlefield of Eternity. Heroes may aid us, allow one of us to win, but it makes no difference. We return to fight, time and time again.

How are we different from our lessers? Death means nothing in this world, this conflagration, this nexus of realities. We accept our fate, while others deny it. They rage, they fight, they cheer and scream, but in the end, there is always another battle.

We are immortals.

And this is our curse.

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Is it just me, or do the immortals of the Battlefield of Eternity preview look like something out of Darksiders rather than Diablo? Meh. Drabbled this up anyway.