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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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1034 Chs

Hunting memories of Regrettable love 6

..Flash back (to the former world)...

 

The stage lights went up, drawing the attention of his eyes like a singer who had taken to the platform.

 

The sight of her immediately made his eyes dark and cloudy.

 

Like the slow tempt of rain from the full, pregnant sky, drop after drop fell, leading to a continuous downpour.

 

Staining his cheeks with the hot affection of their salty streams.

 

As an Assassin, he was very perceptive of his environment, but his heavy heart had clouded his senses and clouded his reasoning.

 

Even his breathing—every inhale for life—felt like the pull of a ton-weighing rock.

 

His fingers around the long knives loosened on their own accord, shaky from the shock before his eyes.

 

He wanted to run to her, but his knees, weighing the failure of his promise to protect her, stapled his feet to the ground.