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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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Enel Meeets A lover.

As the fallen angels scoured the battlefield for any trace of Perseus, their eyes fell upon the decaying remains of the great demon. His body, ravaged by the holy and darkline power unleashed moments ago, was quickly melting away into a formless sludge. But even as he dissolved into nothingness, the demon let out a low, guttural chuckle.

Through his last breaths, he muttered, "My lord... greed will get it. He will get the elves' treasure. In three years, when it is ripe... we shall pluck it like an overripe fruit and give it to him."

With those words, the demon finally disintegrated, fading into oblivion. His last whispered promise hung in the air, echoing in the ears of the fallen angels who watched his demise with cold detachment.

One of the angels, still glowing faintly with holy energy, hissed softly, glancing at the other. "Master Lucifer needs that treasure. The healing process of Purgatory is far from over."