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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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The Clueless Princess

"That's why my fellow comrade was attempting it, and just as I was about to intervene, you appeared and resolved the issue," the soldier explained, taking about two minutes to finish.

"Wait, did you say we can't use any portals?" a young boy standing beside Captain Roderick asked, his voice filled with worry, immediately after the soldier finished his explanation.

The soldier glanced at the boy with apprehension before answering, "Unfortunately, yes."

"...Then we won't be able to make it to Amelia's birthday," the little boy muttered sadly.

"Don't worry, Somir. I'll take care of this," Captain Roderick comforted the boy.

"What's your name, kid?" the Captain inquired.

"My name is Nevan, Captain," the soldier replied. "You must know my dad, he's a good friend of yours. His name is Waul."

"Waul... Wait, are you referring to Captain Waul of the Royal Guards?" Captain Roderick smiled. "You're Waul's son?"