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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 · แฟนตาซี
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It was the day I met you, Samiel

Tomorrow morning came.

Captain Elara woke up early, as the first light of dawn filtered into the tent. She moved quietly, not wanting to disturb the children. However, as she glanced around, she noticed that Samiel and Hazel were already awake, their eyes alert and ready for the day.

Samiel greeted her with a nod, while Hazel gave a small smile. "Good morning, Captain," Samiel whispered.

"Good morning," Captain Elara replied softly. "Let's wake the others. We need to clean up and prepare for departure."

Together, they gently roused the others. Miya, Aurora, Harold, and Amina groggily opened their eyes, blinking in the early light. As they woke up fully, they quickly began to help with packing up the tent and gathering their belongings. The routine of breaking camp was familiar and efficient.