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Devil Slave (Satan system)

{Warning: Mature content} The World called me an abomination, a freak of nature, a stain from my mother's legs. Even after righting their wrongs with my blade, it was still the same. However, in the midst of my despair, one person reached out his warm hand for me. Lucifer Morningstar. Even though he is the Devil spoken of in Legends, I shall take the leap of faith and do his bidding. To take breath in reincarnation in another world and Slaughter my foes: Demons, Angels, Devils, gods, and everything I consider EVIL in my PATH Don't get me wrong, my blade is a respecter of neither man nor beast. All that stand in my way shall FALL to the recreation of a world in the image I see fit. ............ If you want to know how sick this book is, read the first chapter. I still don't know how the idea for this book came out of my head. (Heaven! please forgive me) ..... Demons, Devils, Fallen Angels, Angels, Soul Eaters, Cursers, Witches, Dark elves, Hell beasts, Heaven Beasts, Death Beasts... Practically, Every sick, both rosy and terrible thing of the underworld will be found in this book. My research is deep. (Note: Sick Shit happens here. If you don't have stomach for it, please run. You still have time.)

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A Mantis Stalks a Cicada Unaware of the Oriole behind 2

Manta looked at him with her frowning face. 

Her answer was very clearly written on her face.

"Oh! you have not?" he questioned rhetorically.

"Hmmm! I really suggest you should read more books." he nodded at her like an old wise man giving a child the most valuable piece of advice.

"I am not interested in your stupid Rules Devil. When I came here, you showed me that you had bound your soul to your word and that you will only give the Feathers of the Fallen to the winner, and I am that WINNER!"

The only reason why Manta and Razor had not fought immediately after they made it to the third level was that they did not know who the last person coming was going to be. Fighting and weakening themselves for another's glory was not at all their style. 

However, When Lenny arrived, they discovered that they had worried for nothing.