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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 (3)

The endless and seemingly bottomless pits of consumption, scattered throughout the Second Circle of Hell, serve as ominous reminders of the insatiable appetite that defines the realm of gluttony. These gaping maws, yawning open across the landscape, seem to beckon travelers with their promise of endless indulgence and boundless feasting.

Shrouded in darkness and mystery, the depths of these bottomless pits are said to lead to other realms of gluttonous excess, where the temptations of indulgence are even greater and the consequences even more dire. Travelers who venture too close risk being drawn into the yawning abyss, ensnared by its irresistible pull and consumed by their own insatiable desires.