Ivasanara

Freyah Lima knew death all too well, but waking up five hours before the apocalypse gave her a second chance. Armed with memories of the past, she races against time to prepare. Yet, when she reaches her parking lot, she finds something-or someone-that shouldn't exist.

A man stands there: silver hair, ragged clothes, and a translucent screen hovering above his head.


[Florence Plaridel

Role: Third Male Lead of the Novel Primrose
Ability: Healing and Swordmanship
Fate: Unknown]


Florence Plaridel-the half blood third prince, the unrequited lover, a skilled healer and swordsman from the last novel Freyah read before her death. In Primrose, he managed to escape before his execution due to treason, then said his farewell to the female lead, telling her he won't bother her anymore. After that, nothing was mentioned anymore about him.

But now he's here. In her world. On the eve of its destruction.

Freyah doesn't know how or why a fictional character has appeared, but one thing is certain: the apocalypse will rewrite the world, and Florence's unexplained presence could change everything.

As survival becomes a race against fate, Freyah must decide: is Florence the key to saving this world, or a sign that its ending has already begun?

The forgotten prince has returned-and with him, the rules of fate are no longer absolute.

Regressing Through the Apocalypse with the Third Male Lead

Freyah glanced at Florence who was still not waking up. It has been two days already, and yet he was still unconscious. Based on the elders who checked his condition, he was not in a grave situation anymore.

He didn't have any severe wounds. And yet he was still not waking up. This was what they probably have like mana depletion from using too much of your magic ability.

Looking at Florence who seemed to be sleeping peacefully. He was indeed gorgeous. Platinum hair that looked so smooth. He even had thick and long eyelashes and thicker brows. His nose was sharp and his face was unblemished. He got a bit tanned due to construction but it still didn't hide his beauty.

"You can sleep really well." Freyah leaned her head on the wall. "I'm jealous. Other than some light naps that lasted 5 to 10 minutes… that's the only thing I can do." She sighs.

Volume 2: Chapter 47