Chapter 252 Destined Fates

• JOSIAH'S P.O.V
• Being immortal was the literal worst. I've seen it all. The entire spectrum of human history, and it's ugly. Of course, civilization has come a long way in my time, but destruction remains. Evolution is a joke. They've evolved, but in most areas just to cause more harm than good. Humans call it protection of their country, but all I see is war and hate. Very little love remained in the world. I would by no means call myself a pacifist, war also gave a sense of balance in the long run. But you'd think that with time they'd learn from their mistakes. But as some say, history tends to repeat itself and not all history is good.
• I once was a good man with a good heart. But after being alive for as long as I have been, very little tempted me to remain the man that I once was. It's been so long that I do not even remember who he is anymore. Sybil was the cause of my emptiness. Losing Celeste was the worst thing that has ever happened to me. I never vowed that I loved Sybil. She misunderstood. A common misconception after our families tried to unite us. Celeste and I were star-crossed lovers who tried to run away together. But you see how that ended. I was now cursed to be this immortal werewolf, while she was cursed to be the Moon Goddess. We were bound by fate, but her duties were no longer on this earthly plain. She was sentenced to an immortal life by crossing over and grouping werewolves.