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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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The Wise Blacksmith

"Old Jeff, here are the Essence crystals you need to advance to Tier-1! Even if it might be too much Essence, absorb everything!" Dilan suggested with a smile while revealing the Tier-1 Essence crystals in his hand.

Dilan hadn't wasted any time running over to the workshop where Old Jeff was working.

After digesting the Essence that had allowed him to reach Level 10, Old Jeff's appearance was less haggard than before.

It looked like he was aging backward, which was a great sign as Old Jeff's vigor was constantly increasing.

In his current state, Old Jeff appeared fit to be able to forge which made Dilan feel hopeful as he pushed the Essence crystals he was holding in the old man's hands.

They crumbled a moment later. Old Jeff was not someone who stood on ceremony. He knew that he had to repay Dilan for everything he received from the young man.