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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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1018 Chs

Hunger is good [Bonus chapter]

Lenny smiled back at him.

"No!"

The next thing the gladiator knew was that Lenny spat right in his face.

He hissed at this.

However, his smile suddenly paused, and then he left Lenny.

He held his chest, and then his body began to scratch.

He touched his face, and there the problem was.

There was a green substance on his face.

He looked in Lenny's direction, and this time around, Lenny opened his mouth for the gladiator to see what was in it.

It was the green, glowing mushroom.

Lenny had spit a mouthful on his face.

This was the same mushroom, and just touching it was harmful.

Immediately, the gladiator's body started to grow spores of glowing green mushrooms.

He panicked and tried to shave them off, but more grew where the previous ones were.

And soon, the skin on his face was peeling off as more mushrooms grew on him.

It was like they were forcing their way out of his body.