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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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Tyrann?

"It looks like we have to go now. Everyone should pack up…"

It was merely afternoon when they had returned from hunting for the day.

Everyone was exhausted which was why his orders confused them extremely. They had been looking forward to resting for the day and catching on some sleep.

"I will exchange the Sacred points we've accumulated until now and finish the trade with the Sun temple as soon as possible. Everyone else should focus on packing up. We have a few Penta Item Pouches now, so everything stackable should be stored within them. If there is still some space left, the heaviest items should be stored as well."

Because nobody said anything, Dilan continued speaking and giving instructions. He was currently wearing a light silverish armor over his clothes and looking at the others, who stared at him in confusion.

His order had been so sudden that nobody was able to instantly act on it.