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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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Ambush [2]

Veronica, her senses on high alert, carefully inspected their surroundings after the dazzling clash of forces. The remnants of magical energy lingered in the air, and the once-dense forest now held an otherworldly ambiance. She couldn't help but feel a mix of awe and trepidation, especially when she realized that Lord Magnus had extended the invisible force to shield not only them but also the soldiers and magic animals. 

"Remarkable," she muttered under her breath, her eyes scanning the area.

As the moment of awe passed, Veronica swiftly regained her composure. She knew they couldn't afford to linger in amazement. "Soldiers, make formation!" she commanded, her voice cutting through the lingering echoes of the clash.

The soldiers, trained and disciplined, immediately moved into position. They formed a protective barrier around the group, shields raised and weapons at the ready. Veronica, taking charge, surveyed her surroundings and then turned to Lord Magnus.