Immortality Is Used as a Skill.

I can't die. When I lost hope of living, when the muzzle of the gun was pressed against my chin, I pulled the trigger, but I was still sitting on the blood-stained sofa alive. This is not a blessing, but an unforgettable curse. Later, someone told me that there is another person in the world who cannot die - he holds 90% of the pieces in his hand and wants the 10% from me. And the death of my parents was not an accident, it was him who cleared the place smoothly. The person who told me the truth needs someone who is not afraid of death to deal with him. I am. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.