Peace_in_Chaos

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?
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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.

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The Strongest Monarch In The Apocalypse Academy

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Today was the last day of the year, a day filled with anticipation and excitement for the famous noble family, the Kaius Family. The grand hall of the Kaius castle was abuzz with activity, as guests from far and wide gathered to celebrate a joyous occasion. Laughter and chatter filled the air, blending harmoniously with the clinking of glasses, creating a symphony of merriment.

Amidst the crowd, five figures sat at the center of attention, their presence commanding glances from those around them. At the head of the table sat Magnus Kaius, the former head of the Kaius Family.

His distinguished demeanor and wise eyes spoke volumes about his years of experience and leadership.

To his right, King Richard, the former ruler of the kingdom, exuded an air of regality, his golden robes shimmering in the morning light.

The Grand Party [1]