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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.

HideousGrain · Aktion
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751 Chs

Monsters and Humans

For the first time in ten thousand years, Dilan slept.

When he woke up, he had no idea where he was or what happened.

Only when the fractured memories of the things he said just before he collapsed resurfaced was he able to create a picture that explained quite a bit.

'Was it really necessary to scare them like that…talking about the Veils and Veilures the moment I return…good job Dilan!!'

Dilan started to course his foul mouth as he got out of bed. He felt great if one ignored the curses he threw at himself within his mind.

Looking around the huge room, Dilan could tell that it was one of the most luxurious places he had ever slept. He had been lying on an XXL King-sized bed in which, at least, 10 people could sleep without lacking space to throw their bodies in any direction.