You are walking home, bored as usual. That's when you see an odd white feathered bird roaming around your neighborhood. Because any type of white bird is a rear site where you live, you think about checking it out. You follow it a little bit, and find out it is a small, white swan.
The swan turns around and looks at you
“Who are you” it says telepathically
“Oh, you talk” you say, in an annoyed manner
“You are a mortal?”
“Oh my god” you say, clearly annoyed by its voice. That's when you realize what it just said.
“Wait!” you say “does that mean you know an immortal?”
“yes, I am one, and I live with the gods! I can make you an immortal!”
“Really?”
“Yes, would you like?”
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