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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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This little shit

Dilan had a lot more to say, including that he hoped everyone would show their will to stay alive by working hard.

In testing times like these, everyone should support one another in every possible way if that was necessary to survive.

However, upon seeing the expression on the Survivor's face and the admiration in the eyes of the Ascenders, Dilan ended his speech without adding anything else.

He jumped off the bus and returned to the others, while Sven replaced him on top of the bus' roof to give further instructions.

"Everyone, pack up. We're leaving. Let's find a new place to call home!!"

Raising his right arm in the air, Sven looked extremely proud of what he saw.

He saw Dilan from the corner of his eyes and felt like roaring out so that everyone would follow him.