Everything came with a price. Immortality was no exception, even if he never asked for it.
In fact, his immortality was an accident. To the woman who forced immortality on him, he was just another body to pay the price for her.
Because the price of immortality was to turn into a monster. Some faster than others, but inevitable all the same.
“You’re sturdier than I thought,” the woman said as he clutched his clawed hand. “You can turn into a monster, or turn others into monsters to stay human. Which do you choose?”
He didn’t choose immortality, but turning into a monster would be like dying, and above all he wanted to live.
“I want to stay human,” he said.
She nodded. “I’ll teach you how.”