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Assassination Through the Netherworld

You get your throat slit open by your own father only to find yourself within the infamous netherworld, will you repent? will you conquer? A mortal assassin whose hobby and profession are to topple tyrants and slaughter those that believe the law is beyond them… For such people, he’s the law! Known as the ‘Bringer of Euthanasia’, ‘La Guadaña de la Parca’, ‘Shinigami’, and so on… some addressed him as Hero, some cursed him as a bloodthirsty murderer seeking dissension, and others labelled him a heartless assassin. Be it as it may, as all things, his unholy endeavour eventually came to an end. Cornered by the most elite assault team in the world in a sealed street in the United Kingdom, Valentine met his end believing he had cleaned this world as thoroughly as he could from evil, he would get to realise that Evil has a beginning, never an end. Nothingness may finally claim his wretched soul as he believed he would never go to the same place where those he longed for remained. But, would that be the case? … So he believed until he found himself falling in a free fall, in a red sky with black clouds and three bright moons hanging on the landscape. What is this new world? … The author here, I advise this book has a ridiculous amount of sensitive content, and I don't mean lemons necessarily... read under your own discretion, this is a book about survival of the fittest about though conditions beyond anything humans could conceive, this is a book of Hell... ************* Cover by BlackSnowAngel#3884 pa-tre-on.com/photosphere https://discord.gg/6xFrX5vq

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Lurking Through the Badlands

"M-Mother..."

"Valentine... Christine, what are you too, h-how, w-when..." Annabelle quivered, her entire body shook and she seemed to lose strength in her legs, she was almost about to fall.

Valentine hurriedly tried to separate himself from Christine and assist her, but... he didn't do so in the end.

Her quivering eyes regarded him as if awaiting an explanation, a lie, anything.

Christine evaded her mother's gaze, but didn't show a better reaction, she didn't even cover herself, there was nothing to explain, her brother is still inside her, his seed sloshing around, what is there to explain?

"Mother, please... wait outside... we will explain everything." Valentine finally spoke, his calmness struck Annabelle harshly.

"S-Son... why?" 

"Mother, please." 

With no other option and only sending a fierce glare to Christine, she departed the room, intending to go to the dining room, calm herself and await an explanation.