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My System is Turning Me Into a Yandere

Devon slaps Eleanor across the face for turning down his advances. This was nothing new; in this world, women of lower status are treated like slaves and toys because they are the primary reason that the corrupted She monsters known as Divas exist. ... ... ... [4 weeks later] Devon's body was located at the bottom of a deep cavity in the Divine Forest, with both hands and legs cut off, and evidence of severe torture was revealed, including a level of violence that is too awful to describe. The injuries found on the body, however, were extensive, with the major ones including seven broken ribs, 519 shallow cuts all over the body, both eyes forcefully removed, his manhood gruesomely stretched beyond repair, and his teeth and fingers forcefully ripped off and wrapped around his neck, the arteries as a base, almost as if it was a warning. ... ... ... Kerja was almost taken advantage of by the head trainer Leon, but a great disturbance occurs in the courtyard, compelling the trainer to stop his evil crime. [8 hours later] Leon's body was discovered, and the cause of death was 495 stab wounds to the chest. At the scene, only a mysterious girl claiming to be him was discovered, and all evidence points to her committing the murder. The delusional woman was sentenced to life in the Orc lab as a breeder girl for the heinous crime. ... ... ... "Lord Agnus, you must believe me, Xander your son is dangerous, I saw it with my own eyes, that thing you brought back from your mission isn't human, I saw him kill my sister, he took her wings and forced her to eat it, and forced me to watch, please husband, you must kill him while he is still young, you must... *Slap* "Silence woman who allowed you to speak, that thing you call a monster was one of my blood brother's son." He is the last remaining Overdeath in existence, like his father, he will grow up to be a fine assassin, do not defame such noble blood, as long as I breathe no harm will come to him, you will treat him with respect, am I clear?" Angus yelled at his fifth concubine, irritated by her slanders; after all, she has always been down his throat since Xander arrived, and if he doesn't correct her now, she will definitely enrage him, forcing her to fuck about and find out. Meanwhile, Ram looked over at Xander's bed and noticed the black hair Demon in the guise of a toddler floating and gliding in the air, silently laughing at her, all the while keeping that awful sadistic smile of his. It was plain to see what Xander was thinking. He was relishing her agony, as well as the several fruitless attempts she made to expose him. To add insult to injury, he suddenly brought out a familiar skull as he began sharpening his keen demonic claws, Yes! this demon child who torments her even in her dream, kept her sister's skull as a file to sharpen his claws. "Please believe me, my darling... l-l-look, he's flying again, that technique shouldn't be feasible for a one-year-old... it's a saint-class performance, I tell you, he's the devil!!!" Angus turns around, but Xander is sleeping quietly on his bed, not bothering anyone, until he looks back at Ram. For the fifty-fifth time, she was slapped over the balcony for lying about his adopted son. «Congratulations. The task "Rightful discipline" is complete» «Reward 1: Three-level advancement» «Reward 2: Stealth has been promoted to Level 34» «New mission established» «Use the astral body technique to stalk Priscilla without her divine intuition detecting you.» «Reward 1: ???» «Reward 2: An angel's inquisitiveness»

Iam_hastur · Fantasy
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Simping and Fangirling

"Shall we has't a discussion, darling?" Thee has't nay idea how much i've missed thee since thee depart'd a few hours ago. Oh, and Ophis, hath said hello, and Guu, the meaty teddy bear, hath said killeth me, prithee."

Priscillia exclaimed as she peered into the eyes of her dearly beloved, who was sipping the vanilla tea she had poured for him. And, to Enkidu's amazement, it was ideal. It wasn't very sweet to the point of overpowering the vanilla flavor he adores, but it wasn't bitter either; if anything, the sugar inside projected the vanilla flavor to new heights. It was perfect in every sense of the word.

On the other hand, Enkidu began to pay close attention to Priscillia, nodding his head in agreement and responding to her.

"Of course, tell me what you want to talk about; I'm all ears, and I could listen to you all day." So, my dear, tell me what you want to talk about."