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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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Relocation

Relocating was easier said than done.

It was not difficult to provide enough fuel for the buses because there were numerous abandoned cars around the police station.

Taking out their fuel and filling it in the tanks of the buses was done in a matter of minutes.

However, the more problematic factor was that when the engine revved to life, it made very loud noises which attracted some monsters, while the streets were blocked off by zombie crowds and vehicles.

Dilan was strong enough to move the cars and other vehicles around and to annihilate the groups of zombies to create a way for the buses to move.

But Dilan couldn't protect all three buses at the same time when they would start moving forward.

That was why he chose to run next to the second bus. Simultaneously, each bus had two scouts, one to observe and protect the survivors from attacks on each side.