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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 · Fantasia
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275 Chs

Thank Goodness

"Hmm? You are... Samiel?" Selene who sensed a new figure appearing beside her was first startled. But she immediately recognized the figure as soon as she looked at his face. "Woah, you've gotten more handsome."

"Hello, Aunty Selene." Samiel greeted her with a smile. "I'm glad to see you all."

"Ah, right! How are you here? The Demon King-"

Before Selene could say anything, Samiel stopped her by tugging her sleeves. "Grandpa knows I'm here. He's trying to distract Lilith. We should all retreat now if there aren't any kidnapped children left."

At the mention of the kidnapped children, Selene's face sank, remembering she still yet to find her son, Miya, and the others. 

"I'm afraid we can't leave yet..." The lady beside Selen joined the conversation. "There is still a group of children left. Including her son and niece."