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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 · Fantaisie
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275 Chs

Dire Situation

"Hahaha! Haha!"

It was Arenthor who seemed to have lost his cool.

"You two are so hilarious!" He laughed maniacally. "Do you think I will let you do that after all of this? My efforts?"

"Dream on!"

"I will kill both of you-! Hick!"

"Splurt!"

"...You talk too... much," Zyra'kai muttered as he slowly took out his sword that was piercing through Arenthor's heart. 

"It seems we don't have to wait any longer." Lord Magnus muttered after witnessing the weakened Arenthor dying easily. "We only need to find a way to get out here."

"...Right," Zyra'kai replied, his gaze never leaving the dying Crimson Lord. "But let's wait till you are... ready."

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Meanwhile, on the outside, Sin and Samiel watched as the cocoon continued emitting a powerful malevolent aura.

"Why is he still not out-!? What is happening?" Sin changed his words midway as the cocoon started to act uncontrollably, shrinking and changing its shape non-stop.