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Warlock of War: My Ares System

Check out my other novels - |Arpious of the Planes| |The Rise of Quetzalcoatl| |Warlock of Wisdom: My Odin System| -- Same Universe - |Warlock of Wisdom: My Odin System| |Warlock of Oceans: My Poseidon System| ------------------------------------------------------------------- It was a cold and lonely death on the battlefield despite the thousands of warriors around me and the beating sun shining upon my corpse. In the year 431, I had died on the battlefield. I was reincarnated into a new world, hoping my life would be better, but I ended up in a more miserable situation than before. As the sickness began to eat the insides of my mother, a saving grace that would pull me out of the darkness, but into the abyss... had come. [A system is being chos- [Interference by higher being] [Error] [Authority is insuffici- [Error] [Authority is sufficient] [Your god has been selected] [Your system has been granted] [Ares System is being installed] ------------------------------------------------------------------- Please inform me in the comments of a chapter if it seems unreadable because there are times when I get so bored that I just don't edit it. -- Twitter - @equuipwebnovel Discord - equuip#6686 -- paypal.me/AuthorEquuip Any money you send will help me commission people to create new covers for my novels. -- Thank you to dini_galeri for the amazing artwork!

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Circle of Gluttony (2)

The ravenous beasts of the Second Circle of Hell are grotesque manifestations of insatiable hunger, their monstrous forms twisted and distorted by their unquenchable appetite. Towering over the landscape, these creatures prowl the desolate terrain with a primal ferocity, their eyes gleaming with an insatiable hunger that drives them to consume everything in their path.

Their bloated bodies are grotesque amalgamations of flesh and sinew, swollen and distended from ceaseless gorging. Thick layers of fat hang from their frames like grotesque curtains, obscuring their features beneath layers of blubber. Their mouths, lined with rows of razor-sharp teeth, gape open in a perpetual rictus of hunger, emitting guttural growls and snarls that echo across the desolate landscape.