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Devil Slave (Satan system)

{Warning: Mature content} The World called me an abomination, a freak of nature, a stain from my mother's legs. Even after righting their wrongs with my blade, it was still the same. However, in the midst of my despair, one person reached out his warm hand for me. Lucifer Morningstar. Even though he is the Devil spoken of in Legends, I shall take the leap of faith and do his bidding. To take breath in reincarnation in another world and Slaughter my foes: Demons, Angels, Devils, gods, and everything I consider EVIL in my PATH Don't get me wrong, my blade is a respecter of neither man nor beast. All that stand in my way shall FALL to the recreation of a world in the image I see fit. ............ If you want to know how sick this book is, read the first chapter. I still don't know how the idea for this book came out of my head. (Heaven! please forgive me) ..... Demons, Devils, Fallen Angels, Angels, Soul Eaters, Cursers, Witches, Dark elves, Hell beasts, Heaven Beasts, Death Beasts... Practically, Every sick, both rosy and terrible thing of the underworld will be found in this book. My research is deep. (Note: Sick Shit happens here. If you don't have stomach for it, please run. You still have time.)

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The High Elf Test

Perseus's attention snapped back as he noticed Tomato kneeling on the ground, her hands pressed to her chest. He pushed through the crowd, worry etched on his face as he knelt beside her. "Tomato, what's wrong?" he asked, helping her back to her feet. "What happened?"

She took a shaky breath, her eyes scanning the faces around them, but something in her gaze was distant, troubled. "We're not alone in this place," she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper. "There's a threat here."

Perseus's expression hardened, his voice low and controlled. "What kind of threat?"

She looked up at him, her usually playful face now serious, her frown deepening. "Angels," she replied with a quiet intensity.

Perseus felt a chill run through him at the mention. He hadn't expected this.