The Immortal’s Verdict
Unbeknownst to the court and the world, Ezekiel, an immortal of limitless power, innocent of the crime charged against him, faced a death sentence with a quiet, unshakable calm. The execution chamber crackled with tension—guards strapped him to the gurney, needles slid in, and the lethal drugs surged: sodium thiopental, pancuronium bromide, potassium chloride. Eyes locked on him. Nothing. Ezekiel blinked, alive, serene, his pulse a silent rebuke to death.Chaos broke loose. Technicians scrambled, the warden snapped—bad drugs, they guessed. They paused, rescheduled. Ezekiel waited in his cell, wordless. Retries followed—electric chair sparked in vain, gas swirled…