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

Stepping out of the Golden portal, Dilan found himself back in his office within the Sanctum of the Old Vampire Lord. 


However, the place that had once been clean and used for gathering with the other higher authorities of the Undying group looked now abandoned and empty.


An unimaginable amount of cobwebs were spread through the entire office, preventing Dilan from moving without getting entangled in the sticky mess.


"Fuck off," He cursed, summoning a wave of flames around him before he spread it out.


Dilan burned everything to a cinder before he took a deep breath. He was just about to summon the Hyel Destructo Armor when he noticed something.


"Did I stand with spread out arms in front of the Oracle…like that?" He suddenly wondered as he stood in his abandoned office, stark naked.


The storage ring worked again now that he had returned to Milarn, so Dilan accessed it to retrieve a bunch of clothes.


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