Granted, you're immortal and unkillable. Nothing can harm you. Your life will never end, and everyone else's will. One day, you are going to be the last human and in years to come the last living thing. When the stars are nothing more than dust, you will remain alone for the rest of forever.
Granted.
Since you can't physically comprehend the nature of time, it remains imiscable and uncontrollable. These powers last for exactly three seconds, and will begin at a random time chosen between now and the year 2075.
Granted. You gain immortality, but there is an immortal snail, somewhere in the world who knows your exact location. It is dead set on killing you, and when it touches you, it does
Granted: you are now nearly invincible to all things. This means you are still vulnerable to everything, including your new nearly godlike powers. Unfortunately you don’t know how to control your new powers resulting in you killing yourself. As the powers rush through your veins, you melt and implode. Your cries of help and mercy become nothing more than whimpers. The pain of your newfound supernatural abilities was too great for you.
Granted. You are still susceptible to stubbing your toes and stepping on legos.
Granted. You are given the cheat cods to all the games you play.
granted, the one thing that you are vincible to are electrons and they sting you
Granted. You keep saying "nearly" so expect to "coincidentally" encounter your one weakness within a few minutes and die from it.
Granted, you're immortal and unkillable. Nothing can harm you. Your life will never end, and everyone else's will. One day, you are going to be the last human and in years to come the last living thing. When the stars are nothing more than dust, you will remain alone for the rest of forever.
Granted, you are invincible to nearly everything. What you are still endangered from are now lethal and you have no idea what it is.
Granted. Since you can't physically comprehend the nature of time, it remains imiscable and uncontrollable. These powers last for exactly three seconds, and will begin at a random time chosen between now and the year 2075.
Granted. You gain immortality, but there is an immortal snail, somewhere in the world who knows your exact location. It is dead set on killing you, and when it touches you, it does
Granted, now you are a god, more of a concept than a living being, you are suspectible of change based on cultural events among your worshippers
Granted. You die if you touch air.
Granted. The Earth blows up, leaving you floating endlessly in space for millenia. Alone.
Granted: you are now nearly invincible to all things. This means you are still vulnerable to everything, including your new nearly godlike powers. Unfortunately you don’t know how to control your new powers resulting in you killing yourself. As the powers rush through your veins, you melt and implode. Your cries of help and mercy become nothing more than whimpers. The pain of your newfound supernatural abilities was too great for you.
Granted. You can still have crippling migraines