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Chaos Cycle: The Eye of Genesis

To stop the poison from consuming the world, you have to consume the poison itself. First and foremost, do not be deceived by thinking he's barely the vessel of the Eye, and without the Eye, he's just another Guardian.  Even before the Eye chose him, he showed what he was made of, and he was capable enough to uproot cancer. Unfortunately, the world never remembered that tale. Elior lost everything in the last war, comrades, friends, and love. But he was granted a second chance to correct all his errors and embark on his path to stop Chaos again. After regressing 12 years in the past, Elior started his journey from the Institute of Earth's Guardians again. But this time he won't be the Messiah, the hope of the world, as his Godmother wanted. As he knows, the world does not need another Messiah, but a REAPER. ________________ Disclaimer: The Mc is naive in the beginning even though he's regressed, the reason behind all that was that he didn't have full access to his memory. So he acts like a teenager mostly, with high values and morals that he barely might be able to keep. There's an issue with mc not ready to hit a woman, it's poorly done in the beginning chapters, there's bigger reason behind it in later parts. The author doesn't own the cover. _________________________

silent_walker · Fantasi
Peringkat tidak cukup
174 Chs

Wasteland (1)

The Mana engineered aircraft stopped after covering the last ring of the Safe Haven into a wasteland almost devoid of any living beings in the regions. 

A couple of men in thick clothing, as well as a gas mask in their face, saw the carrier arrive and nodded at each other before moving in the direction. The air carrier landed on the other side of the wasteland, quite far away from them, and by the time they reached there, the people from the carrier were already coming down. 

The one leading them was a tall man in a black and blue suit, walking as straight as any man possibly could, and from behind appeared a group of teenagers holding in the numbers of about a dozen. The kids seemed to have smiles and excitement in their eyes, but just as they appeared in the middle of the wasteland, their noses squinted, and they covered their noses, looking at each other as if asking if they were at the right place.