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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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Worry

Once the last Blood Orc Shamans were killed, Dilan took a deep breath.

He was quite satisfied with himself and the feat they had achieved.

'Oh wait…are the others even done killing the Blood Orc Champions? They should be though…' Dilan suddenly noticed and he soar into the air with the help of some winds. His Mystic Eyes activated, Dilan glanced in the direction of his people, just to see that they had killed everything and everyone.

"It looks like the Blood Orc Shamans had been the most bothersome in the Crimsonwood forest, rather than the Blood Orc Champions. Or maybe the others were just more prepared now? Whatever, we cleared the most troublesome batch for the grand finale!" Dilan muttered to himself while returning back to the ground where he picked up and stored the Blood Orc Shamans' bodies and their Essence Crystals.

He retrieved their Essence Crystals from his storage ring and nodded his head in understanding as he studied the crystals.