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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

Will And Desire Ends

As the red lightning coursed through Victor's body, he felt an excruciating pain, unlike anything he had experienced before.

The Baroness's attack was not just a mere display of power; it was surgical in its precision, aimed at the very essence of his being.

Its target was his core.

The core of his power, which had been his source of strength and resilience, now felt fragile, like thin ice cracking underfoot.

Victor understood the grave danger he was in. The red lightning was not just inflicting physical damage; it was attacking the foundation of his power.

If the core shattered, he would lose not just his strength but his very essence as a werewolf.

The realization hit him like a physical blow, adding a layer of fear to his already intense pain.

Despite the agony and the growing cracks within his core, Victor's resolve did not waver. His thoughts went to Allison, to the love they shared, and to the future they were robbed of.