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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 · 都市
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Ch 48: The conquest - part 3

Long flowing golden hair and a doll-like face.

Those were the features that Megan had had ever since he first saw the Doll-maker's face. She, the Doll-maker, had come out to play with his family, a fact that had always intrigued Megan.

Eris Legios was the name that her father called the doll-maker as she ended his life.

His father was not the only one who died; his mother and other servants also died. But Megan could not even make himself care.

Even at ten, he knew what love was and that he had fallen for the doll marker. He did not even resist when she walked toward him and held his neck.

His smile was calm and beautiful, and then, a miracle happened. The doll marker threw him aside and kept walking.

"M-My lady, please wait! I wish to serve you. Please, take me with you."

That was what a ten-year-old Megan begged for as he watched the killer move around. But the doll-maker did not stop to look at him.