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Evil Incarnate

Many eons ago there was a fight of unimaginable proportions. The land shattered, the seas were split, the sky was torn, and the heavens fell as an effect of it. Ferocious Beast that have reigned supreme since immemorial were naught but fodder and the tragic wails of mountains being shattered resounded around the world. This brawl was the effect of countless deities who were driven by naught but vengeance. Through pure, unadulterated hostility; those people gave everything they had to bring a horrendous existence down. With his real name long forgotten; his titles became ingrained into his very bones. Who is he? Well, he is the 'Evil Incarnate'.

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Evil Incarnate

A single battle of unparalleled might shook all of the nine heavens while the 10 mortal planes were turned to ruins. The void was warped and mangled while the sky was ripped in two. The earth became shattered and the water ran red with the blood of countless deities.

The heavens fell while the nightmares came to life during this conflict.

Oceans of blood were only separated by mountains upon mountains of corpses.

An eerie aura permeated the air and an innumerable amount of vortices were spewing corrupt essence and astral winds. Amidst the masses of cadavers lay a corpse that radiated a tyrannical and overbearing aura even after it's demise.

This corpse harbored the appearance of a young man with vermilion hair, sword-like eyebrows, and almond-shaped eyes that bore a swirl of red and grey were now dim and lifeless. A contoured jasmine style nose, pale pink lips, and a diamond chin gave this cadaver a matchless appearance.

The torso was riddled with a boundless amount of wounds and was matted with blood. This young man had a name, however, it was long forgotten under his title which had been ingrained into his very soul.

He was the Evil Incarnate. Evil Incarnate was the sole cause of this firmament-toppling brawl.

Birthed of unknown origins, the Evil Incarnate was cursed with a remarkable awful talent and a matchless appearance. These two traits caused him many grievances during his childhood.

From a young age, he was feared by those who were his age or younger, while the older generation abused and tormented him. Suffering from these pains, the young boy went out into the town to vent his grievances.

He was kidnapped, drugged, gagged, lashed, and sold. Being toyed with and violated by some noble caused trauma, grief, sorrow, and hatred filled his heart. Sealing away his emotions, he did everything and anything to cleanse this abhorrent world.

By killing a boundless amount of high ranking officials and powerful beings; Evil Incarnate drew the ire of many formidable people all for a sole desire. His desire to purge.

Having a meteoric climb to the peak in the Outlaw Index caused his name to be spread across the land. His reign was supported by the oceans of carcasses that he produced and the rivers of blood he let flow.

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Gazing at the elegant figure that was seated before him; Evil Incarnate could do nothing except kneel. Just merely peeking at her for naught by a moment would cause an unimaginable force to plague him.

At this moment a voice resounded throughout the majestic hall he resided in, "Oh child of mine, what dost thou wish for?"

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"Oh child?"

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"...death..." I muttered weakly.

The figure was taken aback by my answer and merely gave me a gaze filled with sorrow, regret, and grief. After a bit she said, "I under child. You do not wish for death, but something to live for. I, Emial, the goddess of rebirth, shall bless upon you a multitude of gifts to make life worth living."

Snapping from my stupor, I looked at her at wondered what the fuck the was talking about. Didn't I just say I want to die? After all, what more can I live for?

Women? I had countless who would warm my bed even if it cost them their life.

Money? If I said I was second in wealth than no-one could say that they were first.

Strength? I reached the utmost apex despite being the utmost garbage.

It was at this moment that the figure waved her hand and spouted some incomprehensible speech before looking at me and saying, "My baby, thy name shall now be Lucifer Asher. Please do thyself justice and fulfill thous desires."

As a blinding light assailed me I suddenly felt like I became whole for the first time. I finally thought that my name doesn't sound so bad.

My consciousness then faded away as I slipped into a perpetual darkness.

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[Ding...9%....17%...23%....100%]

[Ding...Welcome Lucifer. My name is the System Identification Module. or SIM for short.]

"Agghhh." I groggily open my eyes and sat up after hearing the androgynous voice pounded within my consciousness.

"What is this fucken thing that's pounding in my head?!" I bellowed while gripping my head

[My name is the System Identification Module or SIM for short.] The voice replied curtly

"I heard that already, so what are you?!"

[My name is the System Identification Module or SIM for short.]

"You fucker, I said..."

[My name is the System Identification Module or SIM for short.]

"Bastard, you need to shut u..."

[My name is the System Identification Module or SIM for short.]

"Come on no..."

[My name is the System Identification Module or SIM for short.]

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[....]

"SIM..."

[Yes.]

"What EXACTLY are you and what are your duties?" I asked while rubbing my temples.

[I am an apparatus that has been imbued into your body by the Great Queen, and as for my duties, they are not to be disclosed.]

"*sigh* Alright...That's a decent enough explanation I guess. So, like, what is our situation SIM?" I sighed.

[Information regarding Host #0000001, Lucifer Ashborn. Fresh corporeal body that was concocted by the Great Queen herself. The Queen implanted all the necessary memories regarding your 'existence' as a child of the Ashborn household.]

[Age: 17, Talent: Ungraded, Bloodline: ???, Cultivation: Essence Grasping Stage. Total descent of memories in 3....2....1....]

Sudden a fuzzy and warm sensation welled up inside my body during this 'implant' of memories and it rid my body of all pains. Rapidly flipping through my faux memories, I realized something extremely scary.

"There are way more cultivation stages in this world than in my last one...even though we use the same system they are far more advanced." I could only muse over this thought while wondering the amount of talent it takes to get even farther than I did before.

[According to my data, In your past life you only made it to the Essence Rebirth Stage before your demise.]

I sighed. "By the way, what does Ungraded mean on my talent, or better yet, what does talent even qualify for?"

[Talent is represented by the maximum stage one can reach within their lifetime and Ungraded means that your future is boundless.]

"Eh? Oh. OH! Hell yes! I'm not talentless anymore!" I yelled as tears cascaded down my cheeks.

<10 minutes later>

"Haaa..Haaa..Haaa..Okay...So, let's ascertain everything about this new body." I said as I rose from the bed which could easily hold 6-7 people while sleeping.

Cooly shifting my sight around the room I realized that I'm situated in an extremely wealthy household.

'*whistling* Wow, how fancy. This is going to be a great boon to my cultivation!'

Making my way into the bathroom (that is more like a spa) I strip off my lone nightgown to reveal a muscular but lean physique that was situated at 190 cm. My vermilion hair and dual colored eyes were exceptionally eye-catching.

However, the most surprising part was my little brother! Before it was only about 18 cm when erect but now it is 20 cm while flaccid!

'Holy fuck, I am one sick son of a bitch now! Screw the beta of old, welcome the alpha of new!'

Looking at myself in the mirror I was about to turn and get in the bath when I saw something on my back.

"SIM, what is that on my back? Why does it look like a massive white lion has a humongous golden dragon coiled around it? Is it like some kind of marking for the system, or what"

[Host, this marking is a gift from the Queen herself. She decided that it would be best to have the host indulge in a cardinal sin.]

"Uhh, So? What sin am I supposed to be indulging in?"

[The Cardinal sin of Lust.]

"Oh, so what is this tattoo?"

[Host, if you focus your essence into your eyes the system will display information regarding the item or person.]

'Why can't you just tell me? It would have been easier to explain what it was, right?'

Narrowing his eyes and using a bit of essence to enhance his eyesight; Lucifer finally understood what type of system SIM was…

[Marking of Valhalla: Insignia using the blood of one thousand Ancient Deity White Lions and one thousand World Swallowing Dragons.

Effect: All females will feel an irresistible urge to fornicate with the host and numbs all pain during intercourse while all males cannot bear to act dominate when near the host. additional effects: Extreme stamina and every woman that gets subdued, the host receives a boost in physical strength, not cultivation. *dependent of cultivation state of the woman*]

[Warning: This insignia attracts all females *non-human included*.]

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Fuck, I'm really tired. I stayed up all night long.

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