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One Hero Is Not Enough To Save The World. -------------------------------------------------------------------------- Amael, the hero, singlehandedly wiped out more than half of the entire demon race all on his own and even won against the demon king. This should have put him at ease but unfortunately for the human race, the demon king and his race were fated to come back to life again after thousands of years, just like it's always been. "You may have won this time Amael, but the next time, there'll be no one as powerful enough as you to save this world" the demon king cackled with a malicious laughter as he faded away. "This is only a temporary peace..." "Very well then... If this is what I must do to completely eradicate them, then I will" Amael then made a decision. A decision he had hoped would ensure the safety of the future for generations to come. _________________________________________________________________ "We were supposed to be dead, but when we both woke up, we found ourselves in this new world... a world that was all too familiar to both of us" _________________________________________________________________ Author Note: The first few chapters (Around 20 chaps) will be written in 1st person POV but after the introduction of more characters, I will seamlessly switch to the third person POV. Also, as you might've noticed, there will be two male leads. I really hope you enjoy reading the book as much as I enjoyed writing it!

Caeruleum_ · Fantasy
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211 Chs

Chapter 91 - Quest Completed

"Go back!"

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-Gasp!

Flynn instantly opened his eyes!

Where was he?

Who was he?

What had he been doing?

At first, the youth couldn't even seem to remember the last thing he had been doing, much less anything about himself. 

He seemed to have forgotten everything about himself. 

Even his name was something he couldn't even recall. 

However, as his soul gradually began to re-acclimatize to his body again, he remembered everything again in an instant.

-Drip! Tap!

A drop of water pulling from the stalactites on the cavern's ceiling, dropped on his face, sliding down the slope of his cheeks.

'What was that white space?' the youth asked himself.

-Click Clack!

'Who was it that was speaking to them?' he mused.

-Click Clack!

'And… what was that ominous reddish dark tear?' he inwardly questioned.

-Click Clack!