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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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The True Goal

After listening to Lenny's instructions, Insect-B nodded as she went forth to do as he instructed. Lenny's instruction had been a simple one, "Kill all demons in your path."

And so it began.

At one particular Arena.....

The arena was a cauldron of violence and despair, where human gladiators, trapped in a vicious cycle of combat, fought not for glory but survival.

Their battles, a gruesome spectacle, were performed before an audience that thirsted for blood and reveled in the pain and death below.

The demons, their jeers and screams echoing around the stone coliseum, urged the combatants to greater heights of brutality.

The sandy floor of the arena was stained with the lifeblood of countless humans who had fallen, their bodies serving as grim reminders of the fatal stakes of each match.

Amidst the cacophony of the crowd and the clashing of weapons, a gladiator's eyes were drawn upward to a peculiar sight in the sky.