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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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Dilan had not spent a lot of time on the base during the last few days. He noticed that many things had changed in a positive way, such as the safety around their base, which had been reinforced.

There was almost nothing that had changed negatively and Dilan liked this a lot. A few Survivors kept complaining about the changes that occurred when Sven's new currency system had been imported but the complaints died down quickly.

Everyone frowned at the complaining Survivors, and they were quickly outcasts just because nobody wanted to be around those, who were lazy and entitled. The Primordial Ascension had changed everything and the lazy and entitled were bound to die first. That was something most Survivors and Ascenders understood best.

The hardworking people would survive, become stronger and create a safety net around themselves by working together, while the weak would either die or barely receive something to stay alive.