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Devil Slave (Satan system)

{Warning: Mature content} The World called me an abomination, a freak of nature, a stain from my mother's legs. Even after righting their wrongs with my blade, it was still the same. However, in the midst of my despair, one person reached out his warm hand for me. Lucifer Morningstar. Even though he is the Devil spoken of in Legends, I shall take the leap of faith and do his bidding. To take breath in reincarnation in another world and Slaughter my foes: Demons, Angels, Devils, gods, and everything I consider EVIL in my PATH Don't get me wrong, my blade is a respecter of neither man nor beast. All that stand in my way shall FALL to the recreation of a world in the image I see fit. ............ 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.)

Dere_Isaac · Fantasy
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Graceful chaotic Dance of a Murderer

"I heard Devils were people of chaos," Lenny muttered lowly. "True chaos is not the distability of Order. It is the presence of it within Order. Let me show you Chaos."

 

Lenny kicked against the ground as he rose in the air.

 

C888 watched attentively.

 

At this moment, if he were to describe Lenny, it would be in two words: "Gracefully Frightening."

 

Lenny's body floated in the air, and then, like an eagle that had found its prey, he dove down, right in the middle of the Devils.

 

As he landed, he moved his hands.

 

A devil behind him was caught unaware as Lenny's elbow gave him a strike backward.

 

It was so fast that it looked like one hit, but just as before, it was a double.

*Dum*

 

Even without looking at the result of his attack, he moved again.

 

His fingers stroked like the strike of a hungry lion on an unfortunate rabbit.