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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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The Battle Begins 2

As Lenny hastily retreated through the portal, a burst of enraged strength propelled the Primordial Beast to unleash a searing blast of blue energy in his direction. 

Through sheer luck or perhaps a fraction of the Whistle Horn's residual magic, Lenny managed to evade the lethal onslaught. Yet, the escape didn't come without a cost.

Upon returning to the Arena, Lenny, in a swift descent, collided with the ground. An unsettling odor of roasted meat filled the air, and to his dismay, Lenny discovered the source—it was him. 

The blast from the Primordial Beast had disintegrated his left hand, leaving only charred remnants all the way to his shoulder. "Shit!" he cursed, the pain echoing in his exclamation.

However, the gravity of Lenny's personal predicament took a backseat as he surveyed the chaotic scene in the Arena.