Immortality is not grand. Your mind never stops growing, while your body remains still in a never ending cycle. You lose interest in things because you’ve seen them too many times. I know the wonders of the world like the back of my hand. Any and all technology recorded in hard drives for back up when I die. I have no family living but I do have family within the objects I’ve come to collect throughout the past we hundred centuries. I’ve met only two others like myself, reason being it’s hard to tell an immortal unless they speak it. They have met only a couple themselves and have said to keep close to the oceans since the world is to end in flames. They were once of great cities with power that came to a destructive end. All of their holy men and women predicted the same ending. Flames from a planet that was many times bigger than our universe and it kills us like bugs on a windshield. The higher chance of living for an immortal would be to float through space with water so it freezes is within and takes us safely to the next planet we managed to hit and hope some ocean and water debris goes with us.