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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 · Fantasía
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Aamon's Unrefusable Offer

After Aamon, Samiel also 'performed' the technique.

Lord Magnus observed keenly, his eyes missing nothing. As Samiel concluded, Lord Magnus offered his assessment. "Not bad, but it lacks a little compared to your friend's," he said, his tone half-teasing, half-serious. "I guess you were slacking off on your training, huh?"

Samiel said as he bowed his head. "Sorry, grandfather. I will train more diligently."

Lord Magnus chuckled, a warm glint in his eyes. "Good. I have high expectations for both of you." He glanced between Aamon and Samiel before turning to leave. "We'll leave you two to yourselves. You can train or play as long as you want. And Aamon, just let us know when you're ready to leave."

"Yes, my Lord, thank you for your hospitality." Aamon bowed his head in gratitude. 'You don't know that I would rather stay here than return home.'

Then Lady Salma and Lord Magnus left the two boys alone, taking Safie with them.