“Every year, since I was old enough to read them, more books have been published than I can read in a year. My reading speed has increased many orders of magnitude in the millennia since then – I have a submind which does nothing but read, continuously – and yet the authors continue to not only outmatch my ability to read, but also my ability to keep the gap from opening still wider.
And yet there are people in the universe who claim that they would find immortality boring.
I do not think the problem lies where they think it lies.”
– Esitariel Cyprium-ith-Avalae, unpublished interview
“The associated Sunfire Club is an exclusive society and social club for those who have either triggered in person, or at least endured up-close, the detonation of a nucleonic weapon. While its numbers – still very few – did grow somewhat after the invention of the Greater Immortality, club rules adopted at that time require that the detonation remain within one’s personal continuity; that is to say, that members cannot have been restored afterwards from off-site backup. Only those whose vector stacks survived in readable form and were picked out of the smoldering crater afterwards are eligible for Club membership.”
– Veryn’s Guide to the High Branches, Cant & Sinistra, 6990
Immortality Inducer: It doesn’t look like much, an immortagen.
Most of the time, it looks like a pint of grayish fluid in a bag, a little saline, with a faint rainbow sheen. Intravenous tubing included. Responsible medical supervision not included.
But inject it into your veins – ah, then the magic happens. It splices, it lyses. It unwraps storage plasmids and writes then into your chromosomes, injects nanocytes into your cells, builds nanogenic artificial lymph glands to keep your system stocked with roaming nanocytes, and even tidies up your gross morphology a bit, especially if you were already old. (While you develop a high fever and a really nasty set of aches and pains for a week or two – the more so the more gross work it has to do. Don’t even ask what your excreta look like.)
And then you live forever.
Fan of the Past: Very often completely justified in the Eldraeverse, where the odds are pretty decent that the chap saying “Man, this is just like crossing the Alps Makerforges with a thousand elephants” was there. With a shovel.
The Ageless: Mature eldrae, galari, and anyone else who possesses the Lesser Immortality, such as everyone the aforementioned has sold immortagens to recently. See Immortality.
Time Abyss: The members of the assorted naturally or artificially immortal species of the modern day still haven’t been around long enough for this – although the Empire contains plenty of people who are older than all Earth’s modern nations, and at least a few who are older than human civilization period. With time, they’ll get there.
A few Living Relics dug out of the archives play it straight, but generally lack continuity.
Society of Immortals: Indeed, the eldrae and the galari (among others) being natural immortals, and desiring very much to extend the privilege to everyone else, too.