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

A chilly wind blew as the sun sat, radiating the plane in a golden-red afterglow. Lyra paddled her small boat as her cousin prepared for today's incoming survival quest today.

The quest grew difficult as they succeeded in it, but the island seemed still that far even after all the success.

It has been fifteen days since the two of them survived in the sea. Their suit that eliminates the corruption to get to their skin was already on the way of getting damaged, yet so far they were still a few days away from getting to the island.

Her friend and also cousin Kiara opened her eyes, finishing her daily practice of mana application. Kiara was a fine elf, a couple of years older than her, however, that's barely any age for an elf who could centuries without any issues.

"Lyra," Kiara said, "stop paddling. I think we'll need to discuss today's activities now. It didn't seem like it would be easy this time around."

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