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Devil Child

The future of mankind rests in Noe's hands. Having faced brutal bullying throughout his life, Noe is sent to a boarding school where his luck takes a sudden turn for the fantastical. Planet Earth, 2075. Humanity is hanging by a thread after World War Three rendered the globe inhabitable. With the introduction of angels, demons and realms unknown, will Noe play a hand in saving humanity or let the humans that mistreated him burn beneath his flames? To destroy the World or save it? That is the question. Excerpt: Like a demon of destruction, Noe snaps. His vision blurs and dissipates, scattered like glass beads across cement. When he comes to, he is no longer watching the scene but is at its epicenter, soaking in a pool of purple blood, maroon cadavers strewn across the ground. Every centimeter of the hall is covered in gore - except for Mr. Henderson, whose eyes, wide-blown in astonishment... and horror, are captivated by Noe's neck. Looking down at himself, Noe sees thousands of black feathers have sprouted out from his own flesh. They tingle at the root and shudder as he breathes, as if leaves clinging to a tree in winter. Blood coats his every morsel. Springing his now grey fingertips onto his neck, Noe perceives what feels like the head of a purple hyacinth wrapped around it, its ribbon-like strands interlocking and jetting as if growing from his voice box. Touching his face, porcelain-smooth, painted by blood, marble skin appears unbreakable. It was all for first love. —- Discord: SEP1A#9769 Cover Art: raazu692 | Fiverr

SEP1A · LGBT+
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134 Chs

Journey through Hell Part 2

"I will be the one to kill him!" a soldier - who Noe recognizes as having carried Rosalind's make-shift casket-palanquin - heroically steps up. The soldier's brown hair glistens, "King Daniel has done nothing but bring us together and give us something to fight for. Eris threatens to end our unity and nullify the very people we are and could become. For King Daniel! For Xeron!"

"Kill Eris!" 

"KILL ERIS!" the battalion choruses. 

"I'll carve out his heart and feed it to my hellhounds!"

"I'll stew his eyes and make them my dinner!"

Noe's chin rests in his hands and is kept up by his forearms; his neck is too exhausted to remain upright on its own.

Four hours this exchange of brutal plans has continued with the next exclamation more gruesome than the last.

"He'll be alive when I get to him! His bones'll be crushed and I'll use 'em as me toothpicks! Maybe I'll be nice enough to kill 'im after that!"