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Devil Slave (Satan system)

Lenny Tales is a sick psychopathic assassin with a twisted sense of justice who goes around the world murdering corrupt politicians. But at his latest hit, a bullet changed trajectory in mid air and ended his life. However when he wakes up, he discovers that his Death was not an accident, and he had been Employed by Lucifer Morningstar, the one known as the devil. His Mission is to have revenge on behalf of the Devil who was backstabbed, and had the apocalypse stolen from him by his own demons. But as a mere him in a post apocalyptic world filled with death at every turn, with wicked Witches, Devils, Royal Demons, and entities that feed on weak humans as per time snacks, how will he carry out such a mission? Fortunately, he is born again with the Satan System... ........ If you want to know how sick this book is, read the first chapter. I still don't know how the idea for this book came out of my head. (Heaven! please forgive me) ..... Demons, Devils, Fallen Angels, Angels, Soul Eaters, Cursers, Witches, Dark elves, Hell beasts, Heaven Beasts, Death Beasts... Practically, Every sick, both rosy and terrible thing of the underworld will be found in this book. My research is deep. (Note: Sick Shit happens here. If you don't have stomach for it, please run. You still have time.) (My Discord: https://discord.gg/5Gexp9wW)

Dere_Isaac · Fantasy
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A War on Ciri 4

Lenny knew that he only had one chance at this, and he was not going to blow it up.

 

With swiftness unlike any the human body should naturally produce, he launched himself into the air.

 

He was a bullet, except his trajectory was not straight.

 

He curled at an angle that allowed him the bending and maneuvering capabilities that no projectile should have.

 

However, Lenny was not made of any of the fickle materials used to make projectiles.

 

He moved as if he could accelerate and decelerate in the air at will.

 

And he did.

 

He was so fast that the negative Spirit did not notice him, possibly thinking that it was just a bird.

 

Then again, the bulk of its thoughts were distracted by Ella on the ground.

 

It was easy for one to believe that this creature was a big fellow of combined negative spirits in a colony of sorts.