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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 · Kỳ huyễn
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275 Chs

Into the Den of the Monster

Samiel's POV:

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"Every step I take in this forest brings me closer to the truth," I muttered to myself, my voice filled with determination. "No matter how daunting the path may be, I will not falter."

'Well, that sounded cringe...'

But I really meant what I said. No kidding...

As I continued my exploration of the forest, my initial suspicions about this place being a dungeon were confirmed. Every side had its limits as if there was an invisible barrier preventing me from venturing further. It was as if the forest itself was a confined space, designed to challenge and test those who entered.

And now, standing before me was a giant metal gate, towering over me like a sentinel guarding the entrance to a forbidden realm. The gate seemed to lead to a cliff or mountain, and my instincts told me that this was likely the lair of the dungeon boss.

'Yep, this alone totally proves my suspicions.'