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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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Second Chance?

As long as Xias' words were true, Dilan would stop trying to understand the head shepherd.

The fact that he was trying to comprehend the reason behind the head shepherd's instructions to Xias and his team was already quite a surprise.

It astonished Dilan more than anyone else.

However, upon seeing all Survivors in the police station, too many thoughts flashed through his mind.

'Even if all old and sick people are on the first floor, and their condition is bad, they've yet to be killed or thrown out of the police station!

Meanwhile, even the most beautiful women look malnourished…'

The latter factor meant that the gang didn't even have enough food to feed the women that were the most likely victims of getting violated at the hands of the men in the police station.

Only the gang members seemed somewhat healthy and fine, or some of them, to be precise.