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Master's rebirth in the Apocalypse

Since his creation, Camelia has been tasked with keeping an eye on the 'Seeds of Apocalypse.' These people could one day become the end of the world, and the only one with the power to stop them is Camelia, the Saint's creation. That was how Camelia became the teacher of these 'Seeds' Generation after Generation until he finally met his end at the hands of the Council that wanted to use these 'Seeds' for their good. But Camelia did not mind it. And why would he? After all, he had finally found peace after living for centuries. He was finally free. Little did he know that his death would leave such a big impact on his students. But peace was never an option for Camelia because after dying a gruesome death, he found himself opening his eyes once more. But this time, he was in the body of someone he had never met and living a life he had never met. Moreover, he was no longer a male but a powerless human female. He...no, she woke up in a time where a few centuries had passed, the world had changed into a place where Dungeons and powers were no longer a well-guarded secret, and the 'seeds of the Apocalypse.' she had tried to keep under control had already become the leaders of this world. At such a time, what was Camelia to do? The answer was simple—pretend she did not know anything and finally live a carefree life. Unfortunately, not everyone seemed as on board with her idea as she was. Especially not her familiar-looking man who called himself her fiance. She needed to discover why this man felt familiar, had the power of the Apocalypse inside him, and was so obsessed with Camelia. __________ Note: There will be a lot of sex, and the relationship will be a little Dom/Sub kind

Holy_mackrel · Urban
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107 Chs

Ch 51: Very important - part 2

"I-It went down…?"

Megan asked in an astonished voice as he watched the puppet struggling to get up. But the magic pressure around the puppet forced it to keep its head down.

There was a lot of damage to the mechanical parts that forced its joints to move, and Zayne's weight and magic held the puppet down.

"Boss, let me take care of the puppet. You do not need to use that magic of your power yet. You are losing control."

Claris yelled as she hurried toward her boss and the monster.

Her words made Camelia concentrate on Zayne and his current condition.

Not many would have noticed it, but Camelia could tell that the man in front of her was somewhat different from the person she usually saw in front of her.

Something about the way this man carried himself felt different. And not only that!

The apocalyptical energy that was swirling around Zayne felt insane. It was unlike anything Camelia had ever seen before.