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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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Leaving out?

It was early in the morning when Dilan woke up.

He didn't hesitate to get up from the ground, though a sting prevented him from moving too rapidly.

However, when Dilan looked down at his naked upper body, he quickly understood that the sting was just from the new and thin layer of skin that had formed over the two injuries he had inflicted on himself.

Using his Origin ability four times in succession, he felt as if his entire body had been reborn.

A faint smile covered his lips when he noticed that he could finally move however he wanted.

There was only the slight itch owing to the scabbing of his wound. But that was not really something he had to pay any attention to.

'I can really heal fast…If I want to, I could injure myself lethally twice a day…'

Even Dilan had to agree that this was kind of scary.

As such, he shuddered once before he got his act together.

Dilan was still wearing the Clawed Gloves as he picked up the Captain's sword.