Indescribably old

“If my body were destroyed, I would be reborn. I’m too old to die for long.”
The thing across from her was undying; immortal. Naomi looked upon something that rewrote the world from beginning to end, that tore apart all her textbooks and reordered the pages with addenda inked in arcane runes. Her jaw worked until she could get the question out: “How old are you?”
“My years cannot be numbered.”
“Can you ballpark it for me?”
Rather than summon a number, Ryn thought a while. “It’s difficult. The new religions split the old world apart, and time passed differently in the Long Ago. When time sundered, some worlds fell away and others merged. I lived through eras that were erased from time. Others who lived in the Long Ago remember it differently than I do, because they were part of different worlds. Your history books before a certain point are gibberish to me. There is order to history now, which didn’t exist when I first inhabited the Earth. So the years I’ve lived cannot be counted.”
“But… older than twenty.”
“Older than twenty.”


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