Years passed.
And yet… Denial did not age.
While his friends grew older, their hair greying and bodies slowing down, Denial remained the same — the youthful nineteen-year-old boy with haunted eyes and a frozen heartbeat.
At first, people around him were shocked. Then suspicious.
Some whispered that he was cursed.
Some said he had made a deal with the devil.
And some… just feared him.
To protect himself — and others — Denial locked himself away from the world.
He stayed indoors all day, behind thick curtains and dusty windows. And when the sky turned orange and dusk whispered in the wind, he would silently step outside… into the shadows.
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🔥 The Hunter of the Night
At night, Denial would vanish into the forest.
There, far from the human world, he let his monstrous instincts take over. He hunted wild animals — feeding on their blood to satisfy the unnatural hunger clawing at his chest.
It was survival. Not choice..
But the forest remembered his scent.
And so did the moon.
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🌕 The Curse of the Full Moon
During those cursed 15 days of the full moon, Denial's body would burn.
His veins would throb with darkness.
And the hunger would become unbearable.
To stop himself from hurting anyone, he had built a large wooden box — with the help of his most loyal friend. Every full moon, he would lock himself inside it. Alone.
He would scream. Scratch. Cry.
But never give in.
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💔 The Pain of Immortality
Eventually, the inevitable happened.
Denial's closest friend — the only person who knew the truth — grew old.
And one night, while Denial watched from the shadows, that friend left the world forever.
Denial didn't cry.
He couldn't.
His tears had dried up long ago, buried beneath years of regret and silence.
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🕰️ The World Moved On
The seasons changed. The people changed. Families changed.
But Denial remained unchanged —
A relic of a forgotten past, cursed to walk the earth with a young body and an ancient soul.
He became a shadow in his own town.
Only stepping out at night.
Only watching the world from a distance.
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🎆 2001: A Glimmer in the Dark
It was the final night of the year — December 31st, 2001.
Denial stood alone on a rooftop, watching the townspeople light fireworks and laugh in celebration of the coming new year.
Children danced.
Couples kissed.
Friends embraced.
And Denial… just stood still.
Watching all those colors explode in the sky, he whispered to himself,
"I wish... I had some color in my life too."
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❄️ The Beginning of Change
The next evening, wrapped in a brown coat and an old woolen cap, Denial walked through the snow-covered streets — the first time in weeks he had stepped out early.
Cold mist surrounded him. Snowflakes fell like whispers. The town was quiet.
And then… it happened.
He turned a corner — and collided with someone.
A girl.
She stumbled back. He held her by instinct.
And for a moment… their eyes met.
Time stopped.
And Denial — cursed, forgotten, unloved —
fell in love.
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