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The Demon Lord Is An Angel

This is the story of Kir, who has to thwart the will of Heaven, Hell, and his parents in order to survive and protect the people he loves. He just has to make it through life at a magical academy, avoid dying, and survive to find his birth mother, the lost Daughter of Heaven. Or be forced to take his place at the side of his father, a Duke of Hell bent on destroying the way things are. It's a lot to handle for a quiet, brooding angel boy. Fortunately he has company. A succubus, a foxkin girl, and a half-angel boy to start. And Kir has his own secret: this isn't his first go at life. ---- Daily Chapters At 1205 EST ************ Content Advisory: Sex of the pansexual variety (lots of it after chapter 50) Adult-Oriented chapters will be titled with * All characters depicted in sexual chapters are adults 18 Earth years and over. ************ PS: Thank you so much for considering my novel! I invite you to consider my other works if you are interested: https://www.webnovel.com/profile/4323849251 If you're interested in joining a forum for my books, or interfacing with me as the author, please use this Discord link: https://discord.gg/ksJ8dJup4d If you like what I have written, please collect my story, comment, and consider if you'd like to support me further. Humbly, ~Haizao

Haizao · Fantasie
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Interlude - Ferro - Part 2

As they neared their destination, Ferro realized that the Duat was more of a city within a city.

The first floor was taken up entirely by a settlement that guarded the little patch of green which led down to the second floor. The second floor was more of a slum surrounding a staging area, with masses of material, artifacts, and the butchered remains of monsters gathered into discreet piles.

"Welcome to the Overdungeon," a heavily tattooed human with orange-yellow hair greeted Lanoch. He was dressed in pants, boots, and that was it. The rest of him was covered in intricate whorls and jagged lines, except for his face. The human's hair fell in long, bound up strips down to his chin.

"Overseer Uraka," Lanoch took the man's hand in a firm grip before slapping him on the shoulder.

"Aye, and here I thought you'd get soft after life on the surface."

"Arena's kept me fit. Now give me the tour. Never thought I'd see the day you had an office."