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Master's rebirth in the Apocalypse

Since his creation, Camelia has been tasked with keeping an eye on the 'Seeds of Apocalypse.' These people could one day become the end of the world, and the only one with the power to stop them is Camelia, the Saint's creation. That was how Camelia became the teacher of these 'Seeds' Generation after Generation until he finally met his end at the hands of the Council that wanted to use these 'Seeds' for their good. But Camelia did not mind it. And why would he? After all, he had finally found peace after living for centuries. He was finally free. Little did he know that his death would leave such a big impact on his students. But peace was never an option for Camelia because after dying a gruesome death, he found himself opening his eyes once more. But this time, he was in the body of someone he had never met and living a life he had never met. Moreover, he was no longer a male but a powerless human female. He...no, she woke up in a time where a few centuries had passed, the world had changed into a place where Dungeons and powers were no longer a well-guarded secret, and the 'seeds of the Apocalypse.' she had tried to keep under control had already become the leaders of this world. At such a time, what was Camelia to do? The answer was simple—pretend she did not know anything and finally live a carefree life. Unfortunately, not everyone seemed as on board with her idea as she was. Especially not her familiar-looking man who called himself her fiance. She needed to discover why this man felt familiar, had the power of the Apocalypse inside him, and was so obsessed with Camelia. __________ Note: There will be a lot of sex, and the relationship will be a little Dom/Sub kind

Holy_mackrel · Urbain
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Ch 20: A cause for Concern - part 2

"Excuse me, but will you let go of my hand? I have not said anything until now because I thought you made a mistake. But do you know who I am?"

The first thing Camelia did when this person dragged her away was to cast a spell on her hair and eyes. It assured that her real identity would remain hidden, even if she were to be harmed or kidnapped.

Camelia did not doubt in her mind that she would be able to break out of any confinement she was put into, but she did not want her kidnappers to source back where she came from.

Not because she did not want to cause Zayne trouble but because she did not want to deal with the aftermath of something happening.

'I remember how the council used to chew me out if I broke something or caused a huge amount of property damage. I am sure the people in power would not like me destroying their stuff either.'

Camelia sighed as she finally put up a fight and dragged her wrist out of the other person's hand.