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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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Mountain of Lava

There was not much for Dilan to do when he had arrived at the Rian mountainside hospital.

Everyone had witnessed the terrifying roar that had originated from the mountainside. Thus, it was no wonder that even the narrow-minded and doubtful Survivors finally chose to follow Dilan and his people.

Out of the 500 Survivors, who had wanted to stay in the Rian mountainside hospital for various reasons, less than 100 stayed behind after hearing the terrifying roar.

Those who stayed behind were obviously scared but they firmly believed that the existence hiding in the mountainside wouldn't bother them.

No one truly knew how the few dozen Survivors could be so confident about this but it was not as if anyone cared about forcing them to follow them.

At least, Dilan couldn't care less about what choice others made.

They were free to do whatever they wanted to do as long as their decision didn't implicate him.