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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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Timing...

"They didn't care about fighting the 'weak' zombies on the fifth floor…they thought that it would be easy to kill the monsters outside the hospital as long as they wielded the Bronze treasures you provided…"

The moment Dilan heard this he knew that all of them had died.

This was something he could easily tell based on Kathrine's expression.

"How many did we lose?" Dilan altered his question, while his expression was stoic.

He could already tell the answer but somehow, Dilan wanted to confirm it with her.

"Four…Four Survivors died. All of them around our age…"

Kathrine felt guilty because she had allowed the Survivors to go out of the hospital and do whatever they wanted to.

Dilan didn't really think that it was her fault. Rather, it was he who had motivated all Survivors to go outside, and to give their best to fight and learn to survive.