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One Hero Is Not Enough To Save The World. -------------------------------------------------------------------------- Amael, the hero, singlehandedly wiped out more than half of the entire demon race all on his own and even won against the demon king. This should have put him at ease but unfortunately for the human race, the demon king and his race were fated to come back to life again after thousands of years, just like it's always been. "You may have won this time Amael, but the next time, there'll be no one as powerful enough as you to save this world" the demon king cackled with a malicious laughter as he faded away. "This is only a temporary peace..." "Very well then... If this is what I must do to completely eradicate them, then I will" Amael then made a decision. A decision he had hoped would ensure the safety of the future for generations to come. _________________________________________________________________ "We were supposed to be dead, but when we both woke up, we found ourselves in this new world... a world that was all too familiar to both of us" _________________________________________________________________ Author Note: The first few chapters (Around 20 chaps) will be written in 1st person POV but after the introduction of more characters, I will seamlessly switch to the third person POV. Also, as you might've noticed, there will be two male leads. I really hope you enjoy reading the book as much as I enjoyed writing it!

Caeruleum_ · Fantasia
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Chapter 206 - A Journey's End

A week had passed by since the victorious war against the Demon King's army.

Following the exact day after that, a United Memorial Mass had been held by all Five Nations.

The Frontlines, the vast expanse of land where the war had occurred, had also being the place which had been used to bury and pay respects to the hundreds of thousands of dead rankers whom had died in the war.

The land, despite how barren it had previously been, was transformed once again, but this time, not by Xavier's, but by Amael's hands.

It was now a vast, evergreen, grassy plain, one that stretched on for miles upon miles on end.

Trees towered all over, all of them perfectly lined up in a way the spread out as canopies over the vast terrain of the land, serving as shade for the multitude of headstones that had now populated its expanse.

Truly, it had become a beautiful place, one befitting of valiant rankers who fought till the end for Arcanora.