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Going shopping when the world was about to be hit by an apocalypse might not be the smartest thing but how else was he supposed to prepare for the said apocalypse? 
  
    And that was how Lucas was transmigrated into another world, far different from Earth. A world where the Bloodline of your ancestors will determine your standing. They are called the Rashakas. 

    Fortunately for him, he got lucky here but when the flood of memories of the new body came, Lucas wasn't so sure. Because he was now in the body of a coward Rashaka.
   
        If he wants to survive, he must build his reputation, save himself and his new mother from the schemes of the Elders, and most importantly of all build a new reputation for himself. 

    To do all this he must apply for one of the most brutal places in the new world, 'The Academy'  a place where the Scion of the Great Clans come together to shed blood without consequences.

   And the reward for the Academy? It just might be the glorious honor of bringing the apocalypse to Earth. 

 
 
   Follow Lucas ( now Kyrexiel) as he tries to save a broken Great Clan and build a new thing for himself.

Supreme Bloodline Genes In The Apocalypse

"Now!" Gorvo shouted.

The shield came down, and his sword flashed; silver energies rose and fell in thin lines that cut every way into the room. Most of the shroudss were cut away into tiny pieces.

"Ah! That's a deadly technique for a tier two. Even I don't want to be caught by it." A voice said somewhere in the room; neither man nor woman. The dark shroud started to get thicker again, covering the room like a thick cloud.

Kyrexiel raised his brows at Gorvo as he brought up the shield again. "Impressive. You've refined your sword again just after how many weeks?"

Gorvo shrugged. "I've had a bit of training and I talked with Kagerou." His had now compressed his "sharpness" making his sword intent faster and sharper.

Flynn hissed. "We have to get out of this room."

Assassin II