HideousGrain

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!

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P.S Romance/R.18(any type of love yk) will start 250 earliest.

Undying Warlord

Having to listen to a lecture about sex didn't really feel good.


Kathrine was embarrassed by the way Dilan spoke about these matters nonchalantly, which was something one could see quite easily.


Her cheeks were beet-red, and she was unable to maintain eye contact with Dilan.


His outburst came as a surprise to not just Kathrine but the others as well, all of whom had no idea why he was so agitated by Kathrine's comment.


Some women stopped crying, just to take a look at Dilan before they started to sob once again.


But this time, it was somewhat different, and their crying didn't sound as desperate as before, nor did it look as if they had given up on life itself.


It was weird, and the women couldn't really tell what was going on with them either.


They could only understand each other, and Yvonne was one of them.


Now we have problems!