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The Strongest Monarch In The Apocalypse Academy

In a white void between life and death, a soul witnesses fragments of memories—glimpses of someone called the Strongest Monarch, a being who shares his face but whose story remains incomplete. Then comes rebirth. As a newborn in the world of Aevoria, he awakens with two sets of memories: one belonging to Samiel, a graduate of the legendary Apocalypse Academy, and another shrouded in mystery. But something's wrong. The memories of his graduation years are missing, and with them, perhaps the key to preventing Aevoria's greatest crisis. The New Apocalypse is on its way. Ancient prophecies speak of a chosen hero—but Samiel knows he isn't the one. With time running out and three powerful academies vying for dominance, he must uncover the truth: Why were his memories erased? What secrets does the Apocalypse Academy hold? And can someone who isn't the chosen one still change destiny? In a world of cultivation, world system, wars, mythical beasts, and dark prophecies, Samiel will prove that sometimes the greatest heroes are the ones who write their own legends. After all, what's a prophecy to someone who's already lived twice? ____________ Warning: This story contains descriptions of violence, gore, and the depiction of intense emotional trauma. Reader discretion is advised. All events and characters are products of the author’s imagination. _____ ____ _ Discord Link -> https://discord.gg/ezVBxwCEPN

Peace_in_Chaos · Fantasy
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Are You Ok?

Three months later.

Verdana Royal Academy.

Right outside of the classroom of Group N219.

"Junior Miya. This is a C-rank item called..." A fourth-year boy spoke while smiling. "I want to give this to you. Would you consider going out on a date with me? And then... we could go to..."

The same thing was happening with Amina and Aurora, and other few girls who were unfortunate to be outside of the classroom. They were all surrounded by fourth and third years.

As the senior students continued their attempts to flirt with them, their persistence began to border on pestering. Despite the polite rejections from the girls, the boys seemed undeterred, their confidence bolstered by their seniority.

Just as they were about to continue their advances, ignoring the discomfort of the girls, a sudden shift in the atmosphere caught their attention. A chill ran down their spines, and an oppressive aura seemed to fill the air, suffocating their bravado.