[ WP ] Death spared your life and made you immortal . Over hundreds of years , you have become friends . He 's been very busy with work and you miss seeing your buddy . You spend centuries attempting to create world peace , stop war and cure diseases so you can spend some quality time with your only friend .

I sat there, over the years I've been on this Earth, I have become a world renowned scientist, a multi-millionaire, famously known as `` The Immortal Man''. Of course, nobody knows why I still continue to exist. Other than I, and my friend Death of course. The world can not comprehend my existence. I think to myself why I over anyone else deserved this gift of immortality. However, is it truly a gift? Or is it torture? The prolonging of one's existence is no natural occurrence. Death consumes all things, I thought to myself. It has been years since I seen Death, as a matter of fact it's been approximately one hundred and three years. The last time I saw Death was when my granddaughter was on her own death bed. I knew she was taking her dying breaths. Death walked into the hospice room, and while my granddaughter was in a slumber, I spoke with Death. I pleaded and begged to spare her and to take me instead. Death could not agree to my offer. `` It is a one of a kind deal. You are the only man that has this gift. Appreciate it. ``, Death said to me. `` You've taken everything, my mother, my kids.. and now, the last thing I have in this world, my precious granddaughter.'' I pleaded. `` I'm sorry friend, but you know I ca n't agree to your terms. Believe me, I am terribly sorry.'' Death replied. I watched as Death enveloped her and took the life from her body. 
 
 Death was my good friend, he took all my enemies, as well as anyone that could prevent me from becoming filthy rich and recognized as the world's top scientist. However, with that also comes the taking of my loved ones, the ones I hold dearest. I was angry at Death back then. I seem to have come to terms however, with my latest discovery. Death was coming to an all-time low. I've been able to stop the aging process through my microyouthenizing particles that have been distributed through nearly all processed foods, and through working with the UN, we have ended war with selling my particles to nearly every country that will be willing to buy it. 
 
 Finally, death was a rare sight in today's world. Thanks to me, and the gift that Death gave me. I knew I took a ton of work from Death, and I began to wonder how Death was doing. However, I had no clue how to contact Death after all these years. An idea sparked, but it was a bit insane of me to even consider. Knowing I was entirely immortal, the consequences absolutely did not outweigh being able to see my old friend. I am immortal after all, there are no consequences when you have time on your side. 
 
 I head for the safe I kept in my room, unlocked it and pulled out my father's old revolver. I kept it all these years. However, I had never even fired a gun. I waited until about 3am until I went into the streets, hoping to see at least one person. It was a good thirty minutes until any sign of anybody being awake. There he was, a poor man, however still young, I assume because of my microyouthenizing technology. He was a common bum, empty booze cans next to him. He never even saw me coming. That's when I took out my father's old revolver from it's holster. 
 
 I shot the bum, right then and there. I felt disgusted in myself, but mere seconds later I had realized my plan worked. There Death was, standing there, ready to claim the man I had shot. Death encased him and proceeded to speak to me. `` Been a while.'' Death said. 
 `` Why would you shoot this man? Why would you take the life of a living soul?'' Death quickly said, before I could respond. I thought to myself, angrily, however still questioning my reckless actions. `` You're one to talk, how many have you taken? Billions upon billions?'' I replied. `` You know nothing'' Death said. `` I am a natural occurence, I must claim life! I must devour, it is not your job to make such foolish mistakes.''. I sat there, bewildered at Death's anger with me. `` Why did you spare me then? Why was I an exception? Why did you leave me here to become everything I have? The money, the lives I've prolonged, and for what? To allow people to suffer longer than they ever should?!'' 
 
 `` No'' Death said. `` You were innocent. I did n't make you one of a kind. You were unique from the start. You were good! You never harmed a soul! You were humble, you were even willing to take your granddaughters place on her deathbed! You were destined to change this world, you were the best of them all! Now you've taken away your innocence! You were never immortal, in a world of liars, thieves, killers, and much more, you were always the most innocent.. you did not deserve to die.'' 
 
 Never had I looked at it this way. Death was right, I never lied, I have never screwed anyone over, or taken anything that was n't mine. I could only mutter an apology. `` I'm sorry..''. 
 Death looked me in the face, and told me one last thing, `` My job was to end the corrupt in the world, you were the one that was different. You were truly good. You were an art, more rare than red-diamond.'' 
 
 That's when it dawned on me, the good and the evil, I was the only true good and I let it all go just to see my old friend. Well, now I truly can see Death. I had lost my innocence. 
 
 Death walked over to me, hugged me, and everything would then fade to black.
