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Demonic Devourer's Development

The most powerful demon of Hell reduced to a mere slug! Thanks to his unique ability to absorb abilities of the creatures he ate, Voren became the strongest demon in Hell. But just when he was ready to relax and enjoy the luxuries he conquered, gods descended from Heaven to take him down. One against many, Voren fought valiantly, but in the end, he was defeated. Still, the gods couldn’t break his spirit. He lost all his demonic powers, but even all of gods’ efforts couldn’t wipe out Voren’s memories—and his unique ability. As a last attempt to destroy him, gods made Voren reincarnate as one of the lowest creatures there is—a slug. But even that won’t stop Voren from taking his immortality back and getting his revenge. He will reach Heaven… through violence. And enjoy everything the mortal realm can offer on his way there. Warning: contains bloody violence, crimes against animals, crimes against humans and what else you can expect from an evil protagonist. (please, read the prologue)

Garessta · Fantasía
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You won't be missed

After Wendigo's report, I didn't wait before ordering Pest to teleport me to the same coordinates I previously threw her squad at. There was no time to waste. I had no illusions that my army will last for long, as a distraction or as fighters, and had to strike before the enemy could unite again.

My wings carried me over the half-thawed planes like an arrow towards the columns of smoke on the horizon. I saw them long before I reached the city where Wendigo and her soldiers had their fun, and knew that there was a lot of fun to be had for them. And not only in the city—the wind brought the scent of smoke and blood from other directions, too. This wasn't the only settlement in the area.

Isn't that just great when people love their jobs? I was anticipating mine. Anticipating the moment when my fangs will bite down on divine flesh again, when my claws will tear the bastards' bodies… I forced myself to fly faster, at the same time sending outward my mental projection.