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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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Blood Thirsty Fiend, Rose Eagle Thorn

A flow of stuttery steps resounded through the alleyways.

Like the drops of a broken damn falling on the sink, seeking to drown in the waste, relentlessly, non-stop.

Even as her entire body persevered in peak condition, Vera's soul continued to draw her down to the abyss.

It had been two days already, despite having food in her backpack, she hasn't eaten, for the past two days, she has seen nobody... not a single soul.

'Why do I still live?' 

Those words, she had repeated them in her mind for so long.

Why not just go to that creature, and fall there as well? perhaps that pain will be better than what she's currently feeling.

As if she just had her soul mercilessly torn like paper, even when she arrived in this damned place, recalling her last moments with Anastacia... she didn't feel like this... this torn and wretched.

'Why do I still live?'