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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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How to escape death?

Crusher watched as Lenny ran into a cave opening.

He also watched as the creature chasing after him moved with incredible speed.

*Boom!*

 

The first hit of Insect-B's fist brought down the wrath of death on Lenny.

 

By only a hair's breath, Lenny was able to escape.

 

Running deeper into the cave.

 

Crusher watched from his side. What he saw made him frown.

 

Although he did not want to, he could not help but flash back to the sight of insect-B tearing his comrade like a piece of paper.

 

He remembered the scream and the tears, he heard the cry for help, and he remembered his comrades, one after the other, reaching their hands towards him for help.

 

However, he had no choice but to leave them and run.

 

This pounded hard at his heart.

 

Gladiators, because of the nature of their lives, were usually very plain people.