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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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Flame of the Beginning

Dilan was not sure how much time passed but he was extremely exhausted…so exhausted.

The accumulated energy within the True Undying Essence had been used up after the last bits of mana had been devoured from the Sun, and Dilan ended up dying a few more times without the True Undying Essence's support.

His Tier had increased and the potency of the Undying Origin ability had increased by leaps and bounds, but the effect was still not comparable to the overwhelming power of the True Undying Essence.

However, that didn't really matter anymore. After dying countless times, probably more than a hundred thousand times, Dilan was allowed to be exhausted and to take a short rest.

The eternal darkness of the Prison Gate shrouded him as the burning star's flames had been devoured in its entirety. Only a huge mass of something was left behind.