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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

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Ch 72: What are you? - part 2

Camelia's gaze lingered on the departing duo; her eyes fixated on Zayne until he vanished behind the closing door.

As soon as the door closed, Camelia deployed a barrier around the place to ensure she did not cause any trouble while doing her work.

She knew that Zayne was standing just outside the door, and he had more than half his attention aimed toward what was happening inside than outside of here.

Despite this, Camelia decided she did not want to cause any trouble and would rather deal with Zayne than a potential mess before someone who was not supposed to be there showed up.

Once she was sure that she had everything in order, she decided to start her investigation.

Camelia's hand rested on Claris's chest, a conduit for her magic to flow through Claris's body.

At first, it felt like a small crack had formed. But when Camelia filled it, something tugged at her consciousness and pulled her inside a rift.