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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.)

Dere_Isaac · Fantasi
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The terribly unfair fight...

Other Arena masters and their stock had arrived.

All were drawn to the battle between the two demons.

The stakes for the bet had been set.

These were very high stakes.

Five hundred half-born females and five hundred normal human females

This amount could leave Many of them broke for several years to come. After all, human beings are not as populous as they once were.

In a distance not so far away, a lady in a white gown with golden flowery patterns decorated on it watched the happenings.

She played with her middle fingers, which had finger nails as long as six inches.

Around her stood demons that acted as her guards.

This was the daughter of the governor of this city.

Demons were not people who bothered about nakedness. Some of her guards were clothed, and some were not.

However, one of them stood out like a sore thumb.