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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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Every Tom, Dick, and Harry

"But I'm a good guy…most of the time, at least…maybe…well, sometimes…" Dilan teased while smiling faintly.

Only when Dilan said this, did the first Soldier understand that Dilan was not one of their colleagues. Fear spread through the young man's entire body, but he unsheathed his longsword nonetheless.

His eyes were overflowing with the fear of dying, yet, he was still ready to fight with his life on the line.

'Not bad. Looks like the Blue Star camp has a few sensible people.' Dilan concluded before his body leaned forward.

A moment later, he disappeared from the sight of the young Soldier. The young man's hand suddenly shook, and a second later, he saw that Dilan had reappeared…holding his sword!

"Don't play around with that weapon. You might hurt someone accidentally." Dilan cautioned in a light voice as if he was not the slightest bit afraid of getting attacked, let alone killed by the soldiers around him.