silent_walker

To stop the poison from consuming the world, you have to consume the poison itself. 

First and foremost, do not be deceived by thinking he's barely the vessel of the Eye, and without the Eye, he's just another Guardian. 

Even before the Eye chose him, he showed what he was made of, and he was capable enough to uproot cancer. Unfortunately, the world never remembered that tale.

Elior lost everything in the last war, comrades, friends, and love. But he was granted a second chance to correct all his errors and embark on his path to stop Chaos again.

After regressing 12 years in the past, Elior started his journey from the Institute of Earth's Guardians again.

But this time he won't be the Messiah, the hope of the world, as his Godmother wanted. As he knows, the world does not need another Messiah, but a REAPER.

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Disclaimer: The Mc is naive in the beginning even though he's regressed, the reason behind all that was that he didn't have full access to his memory. So he acts like a teenager mostly, with high values and morals that he barely might be able to keep.
There's an issue with mc not ready to hit a woman, it's poorly done in the beginning chapters, there's bigger reason behind it in later parts.

The author doesn't own the cover.
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Chaos Cycle: The Eye of Genesis

            The sun was in the mid-sky and was not glaring enough through the chaos wall, but far better than the nights. The seven freshmen with sunken eyes stood in each one's designated places, waiting for the moles to arrive. Dealing with moles in the day turned out to be much easier than night when they had to rest all their hope in mana sense that had not even reached the required level yet. For most of them, that was true.


        None spoke, only exchanged glances among them and waited for the damn moles to appear. The first one appeared in the middle assaulting where the four stood quite closely. But the mole did not get what it wanted, but a sweep of a sword. Lara swung her long sword in a half arc and almost sliced the moles entirely. Though her aim was a little off, the result was just the same.


        Darkish purple blood sprayed in the air as the lifeless corpse of the mole fell to the ground.


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