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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.

HideousGrain · แอคชั่น
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A young man could be seen striking the bloodied floor around him with a humongous Warhammer.

He has surrounded by almost one hundred corpses a creepy altar and a bunch of eerie golden braziers. Dilan couldn't sense a single living being in his immediate surrounding area, which meant that he was free to destroy the large magic circle that had been carved below and around the altar of the Blood Orc God.

At least, Dilan presumed that the Blood Orc's God was replicated in the eerie statue. He couldn't move or destroy it with his current physical strength but that didn't mean he was helpless against the weird feeling he got about the braziers, the black statue, and the magic circle that was already filled with blood, half of it at least.

First, Dilan smashed the huge and heavy Warhammer on the ground, destroying the core components of the magic circle before he stored a few golden braziers while the others were thrown around.