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Conquest Of The Fallen: DARK DOMINION

[• WAR AND WOMEN ARE THE MAIN THEMES HERE •] [DING!] [Congratulations, APOLLYON. You have unlocked the Infernal System!] [NAME: Israfel BlüdThïrste.] [FACTION: DEMON ¢ RANK A.] [DING!] [You have ascended to the realms of man.] [CITY: The medieval Empire of Eldoria.] [ALL HAIL THE BURNING ONE!] [CONQUEST: Level Up to NINTH INFERNAL CIRCLE.] [The battle for DOMINION begins.] [SYSTEM has graciously provided the most delicious and bosomy babes to compete for MC.] [ADDITIONAL TAGS: Ruthless MC – NSFW – BDSM – Cosplay – MILF – War Crimes – Unholy Trinities – Hybrids – BDE – Smut – EVOLUTION – Succubus – Slaves – Yandere – Ascension – Gore – ADULT CONTENT AND LANGUAGE – Anal – Dominant MC – Hentai – Lust – Demon – Extreme violence – R18 – Faceslap – Fistfights – Bestiality – Bloodsport – Exorcism – LOLITA – Brutal MC – Magic – UNDERWORLD – Politics – Demonology – Necromancer – Old Gods – Fae – Sword and Sorcery – System – Hardcore – Mermaid – Cat girls – Dragon girls – DARK – Vulgar – Epic battle – Hell Ranking – Fallen Angels – DOMINIONS – Incest – Dungeon – Leveling up – Cold MC – Sibling Lust – Taboo sex stories – MONSTER GIRLS – Debauchery – Utter fuckery – Demented SC – MANA – Invulnerable MC – Elf – Vampire – Demoness – MATURE – Murder – Psychopaths – Luciferan Bloodlines – Corruption of virtue – Chivalry – Villainy – Death – LEGION – Clashing armies – Weapons system – Resurrection.] [WARNING: This book features detailed descriptions of female humiliation, hardcore sex and depravity. There is a guaranteed Adult Chapter one out of every five. NOT FOR CHILDREN! NOT FOR SOFT HEARTS!] • FULL BLURB Israfel BlüdThïrste was born in Hel. He has lived in it all eighteen years of his life. As seventh in the bloodline of the Morningstar himself, Rafel has had a pretty fucking great life. There's spilled blood in excess. Violence to choke the gray skies. Abundant sex—depraved and hardcore. And more blood. Everything a Prince of the Abyss could desire. But Rafel has heard stories, of the world above. The world of the weak mortals whose damned souls fall endlessly through the red skies of his, to meet with perpetual torture. Stories of their fine carriages and legendary kings. Their golden sun and green earth. But mostly, their virgin women. He wishes to see it for himself. And so, when a lucky gambit with his dear Aunt, Lilith, opens up a way for him to explore the surface, Rafel hops to it. The deal is a hundred years before he has to return to his duties as Hell's Apollyon. Accompanied by his new slave, a voluptuous horned Succubus, Rafel journeys to the mortal realm, entering into the mythical lands of Eldoria as the enigmatic Earl of Emberfall, a haunted estate. But Rafel intends to rise, into the very courts of the Eldorian Queen. At least before his time runs out. And if corrupting, blackmailing, fucking, and murdering a few mortals gets in his way, so be it. This is until the haloed mess of Ravenna de Vries ends up on the grand steps of his Manor, soaking wet with a blood debt hanging over her head. Israfel had seen many beautiful women in his time, but somehow the little mortal girl is sufficient to make him rethink his gambit. Ravenna is owed to a powerful Hell Principality. And though Rafel convinces himself that building up his power ranking is solely selfish, it also has to do with going up against an ancient adversary from his home who is certain to appear just about anytime to collect what he is owed—Ravenna. She is not his responsibility, but why does Rafel feel exactly that whenever he looks at her? And suddenly for this Immortal, a hundred years is not enough to fall in love.

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•HEL'S HIERARCHY

Hello, and welcome Dear Reader! I am Staplehead—and some might even say, the friendliest demon you'll ever meet.

Do I have the urge to beat to shit the damned bastards down here every now and then? Feck yes! This is Hell. Not fucking Earth. These screaming cunts deserve it anyway. Maybe I shouldn't use the spiked chains on them, but whatever. It's called Torture for a reason. But that's a rather mortifying introduction, innit?

Well, get prepared you booky lot—and keep a freaking big open mind cause you are about to delve into a tale full of the worst unholiness, ruthless rage, savage murders, and crazy sex like nothing you've ever seen before. As Hell's Librarian, I keep a journal on these things. Probably why I have many dried human faces peering from my shelves. What? Flayed flesh is a damned good book cover.

Anyway, it is my dark pleasure to present to you Hel's Hierarchy—according to Staplehead.

HELLBABY : These are the common lower-ranking demons. Anything below Rank C. They are the plebs. Everything from Hellhounds, to Wraiths, Fiends, Wailing Widows, and the fucking Bonereaver scum. They are called Hellbaby because well, they are Hel's lowest caste. So, wee as a babe.

HELL LORDS : These are the Grim Reapers, the Maulers, Berserkers, Familiars, Wyverns. C-rank, B-rank, and a few A-rank devils. I, Staplehead fall in this group. Our powers are limitless below but on the surface, we can only possess the humans, our true abilities confined in their feeble frames.

THE FALLEN : These are Hel's Principalities. The original Dark Ones. There is only a handful of them. And there's not one below the S-rank. The likes of Lucifer Morningstar

Lilith Firstborn

Asmodeus Lustfyre

Moloch The Destroyer

Leviathan Stinger,

and the Lady of the Nile.

Azrael Deathbringer too. I have a script somewhere with all their names. Don't call out their names too loud—cause they might just hear and appear in front of you.

THE APOLLYON : This is the Burning One. The seventh in the infernal bloodline. We have only one of these. His name;

Israfel BlüdThïrste. And as you'd expect, he is respected as fuck.

SUCCUBI : Generally, these are the slaves of The Fallen. Sexual—and any other kind. They are super hot, savage, and make vampires look dull. They were created for only one reason; fucking. Despite this, a Succubus could easily rip off the head of a Hell Lord with so little as a blown kiss. I suppose frequently swallowing Lord Lucifer's jizz has its perks.

THE SHIT-UNDER-OUR-HEEL : These category are the poor sods we get to torment for eternity, to push into the arena and cheer as our Wyverns pick them apart, to test out our new arcane weapons on. They are quite literally the shit under our heel.

THE REALM OF ELDORIA : These lot aren't even supposed to be here. Mortals, all of them. A dying bloodhound could take 'em. However, the Empire provides us with fresh fodder every two centuries or so, when yet another war breaks out on the surface. Mystical lands of witches and vampires, and sorceresses and fairies. Eldoria is neutral ground. The perfect setting I suppose for this tale to unfold.

So sit back, Dear Reader, get ready to freeze in fear, tear up in horror—and jerk off because this is a story completely intended for mature viewership. R18 is implied. I know I will.

Thank you all so very much for taking the time to turn the page on this book. As per the demon, Staplehead—just felt like sprucing up things in the opening prelude.

Current power rankings shall be updated with the MC leveling up. I appreciate Power Stones, Golden Tickets, Chapter comments, Reviews, and coin giftings. Once again, thank you.

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