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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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Things going wrong

The ominous incantation echoed through the battlefield as Arenthor invoked "[Ephemeral Desolation]." Shadows coalesced around him, intertwining with the residual darkness from the earlier clash.

Lord Magnus, recognizing the gravity of the situation, widened his stance, and prepared for the impending onslaught.

However, in a sudden twist of fate, the shadows didn't unleash their devastating power as he anticipated. Instead, they seemed to have a will of their own, shrouding him in an impenetrable darkness.

His surroundings turned pitch black, robbing him of sight and sound.

"Where am I?" He muttered as he could easily tell he was in another realm, space. "Hmm..."

Lord Magnus instinctively tried to summon his lightning-infused armor, but the shadows clung to him like ethereal chains, preventing him from accessing his magical defenses.