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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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Hidden Intentions

"Are we really going to enter the Pagoda of Time…?I'm scared…" A middle-aged woman asked the small group with trembling hands.

"Dilan will be with us, so there won't be a problem. He even told us that we should just support him from the sidelines with supporting abilities if we don't want to fight," The voice of a young man reached the anxious woman, who turned around. Her eyes were overflowing with fear and it almost looked like she was going to pass out at any moment.

"Furthermore, you need some combat experience, Kira…You have great abilities but they're all useless if you're not on the battlefield. Whether it is your [Healing Aura], the [Battle Aura], or the [Mana Aura], all of them need you to be in the center of the biggest crowd of people to be of any use at all.

If we want to survive in the world Milarn turned to, everyone of us needs to fight!" The young man said in a calm tone while trying to convince the middle-aged woman that it was necessary for her to fight as well.