After a certain period, I stopped noticing the changing seasons as well, passing most of my time in sexclusion, ahem, seclusion.
What surprised me the most was the decreasing 'drive' of 16th Generation Saintess along with time.
The 'Hero' had given her a unique pill that let her maintain her youthful looks regardless of her age, but it wasn't something to stop the decaying and maturing of her soul.
Living through seven ages is enough to leave a permanent effect on any soul. She still had her flings here and there for a couple of generations but after that, she rarely even went out, much like me.
Over time, we became known as the mythical transcendental figures within the sect and something of a legend in the outside world as well. Our existence allowed the sect to still be one of the ruling factions of the world.
Gradually, she had turned into a demure and kind old lady that spent most of her time in seclusion. My admiration for her only increased
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