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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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The Golden Oni and the Primordial Warrior

[The host has absorbed 800 Imprinted Tier-3 Essences →+43 Strength, +31 Health, +11 Stamina, +65 Agility, +53 Mana]

[Essence pool has been filled. Host reached Level 37(Tier-3)! +1.0 Status points can be allocated!]

[Essence pool has been filled. Host reached Level 38(Tier-3)! +1.0 Status points can be allocated!]

'800…are all those father's subjects? That should be right…probably,' Dilan wondered, not fully certain that everything he did was correct.

In the end, he could only make his own guesses because nobody knew the true extent of his father's Origin ability. Nonetheless, losing the strength amplification of 2.5 percent from 800 Tier-3 Ascenders was painful.

Dilan knew that he made the right call by setting up a trap and taunting them first instead of his father. The final result of their battle would have been devastating otherwise.