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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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I know I can't, but he can

The crowd stood frozen, their hearts hammering in their chests as Zhurthal's malevolent laughter echoed across the battlefield. His words, laced with a sickening confidence, clung to the air like a poisonous mist.

Even with the Golden Dragon restraining him, Zhurthal's overwhelming malevolent aura seeped through, pressing down on the spirits of everyone who stood there. They could feel it, the dark energy swirling around him, like the weight of a distant storm.

Those who had heard his words began to shudder, a primal fear gripping their souls. It wasn't just the promise of destruction, the inevitability he spoke of—it was the absolute certainty in his voice.

The idea that there was something coming, something none of them could fight, something far worse than the war they had just survived, sank deep into their bones. They could hardly breathe.

But then, cutting through the oppressive silence, came a sound none had expected.

Amael chuckled. "Heh."