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My Demon Pet System

After spending his entire life on gambling and alcohol, a man died alone in his cold apartment when life decided to give him a second chance. "Where am I?! What... what is this body?!" Reincarnated into a new and young body, he will remember nothing of his past, except for the name printed on the whiskey bottle he was drinking a moment before his heart stopped beating. "Yoichi," that will be his new name. One after another, words written in blood suddenly appeared on the wall before his eyes: "Welcome to your Demon Pet System, your second life redemption's attempt. Tame a Demon in the next 48 hours or die forever." In a world where humans and demons coexist and fight for supremacy, follow the story of Yoichi, a young man who will become the most powerful Demon Tamer of the World of Lumya. Brand New Cover by the brillant Tixer! https://www.fiverr.com/tixer_art Join the Discord Server for extra content: https://discord.gg/pfrfAfWKGG My Book of Yokai: https://discord.gg/8NdnFnXGAp Instagram: @immanioripse_author Twitter: @immanioripse Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/Immanioripse-Author-101625858453333

Immanioripse · Eastern
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Horned Kabuto

The shadow of a four-legged creature became sharper and sharper before the eyes of the two travelers hiding behind the rocks. When the creature jumped over the river and reached the bank where Takuma and Yoichi were standing a moment before, the moonlight revealed its appearance.

A hound demon was frantically sniffing the ground in search of something or someone. Large black spikes protruded from its back and shoulders, partially covered in hair and black scales.

That dog demon's long ears were pointed up and turned backwards, as if, in that position, it was trying to focus only on its sense of smell. The nostrils of its big canine nose were wide and just a few millimeters far from the riverbank.

It reached the exact spot where Yoichi had hesitated before hiding, noting that the grass was stomped unnaturally in some specific places. On the turf of the valley, in fact, their horses' hooves had left marks that were still fresh.