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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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Imposter

"Shut up, or you'll die even before the enemies attack!" The skinny Ascender called Jival hissed at the bulky man, whose head started to turn blue.

Dilan lifted his eyebrow when he saw that a bunch of six men behind Jival started to laugh while four Ascenders on the side of the bulky men were trying to help their boss out of the tricky situation.

'I think I remember him…maybe?' Dilan wondered as he looked at the side of the bulky man. He made a simple motion in which he unsheathed Xealtron that was covered in bits of mana before he released a Mana Slash created with one unit of Mana and sheathed Xealtron once again.

The thread that was about to kill the bulky man had been cut through, allowing him to breathe once again.

"Who the hell are you? Are you some sort of cosplayer? Just why would you appear here looking like…this?!" Jival shouted at Dilan while his subordinates began to laugh heartily. They acted as if they were Jival's dogs but that didn't really matter to Dilan.