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Undying Warlord

Dilan, 21-years-old, was anything but ordinary. He sought adrenaline wherever he could. Life didn’t feel worth living on the small blue planet he was born on. However, it was a seemingly ordinary night on new year’s eve that everything changed! A raging storm manifested on the mountainside he had climbed on to feel free, to escape the ordinary world that bored him to death. And death was what awaited him eagerly as he was flung through the air, just to be pricked by an old, seemingly ancient tree trunk. Not even a miracle would be enough to save him anymore. But it was just at this moment that something much bigger than a miracle happened. Every single existence on the blue planet got connected to the Log of the Ancient, something most would label as “Status”. The ordinary and mundane world changed forever, turning into a bloody and merciless battlefield as the Primordial Ascension unsealed the shackles that weighed on the planet for millions of years. Mythical mana was unleashed, animals began to mutate, zombies emerged, and monsters known from fairy tales appeared out of Gates. Follow the journey of a man, who seeks adrenaline, who embraces pain, who overcomes death itself …a man, who will become an Undying existence! ** P.S Romance/R.18(any type of love yk) will start 250 earliest.

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Alpha Lord

Dilan appeared outside the Sanctum of the Old Vampire Lord without showing any emotions.

He had used [Short-distance teleportation] to emerge outside while concealing his powers easily.

'Concealing my powers is easier than expected. I thought that I would shock everyone, but it looks like nobody can really tell how strong I am by now,' Dilan thought, satisfied with himself.

He took a deep breath and scanned his surroundings with a single glance.

"Can't we just kill the daughter of the Old Vampire Lord and her playthings? Why are the Alphas making such a fuss out of killing a few bloodsuckers?!" A bulky Werewolf asked his brethren, openly revealing his contempt and disdain for the daughter of the Old Vampire Lord.

Victoria had conjured a wall of blood ice in front of a Werewolf, who had attacked one of her Hybrids. She reached out her hand to help the trembling Hybrid get back on his feet.