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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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Blinding Law of No Life And Law Of Muscle

Lamastu turned to Naamah, her voice cold and steady, "Is it ready?"

Naamah's lips curled into a chilling smile. "It is."

Without hesitation, Naamah stepped forward, her blind eyes glowing with a sinister dark light. The air around her seemed to ripple as if reality itself was bending under her will. 

Runes, ancient and filled with power, poured from her skin like living streams of magic even though they were not. They twisted and spiraled, ascending into the air, forming intricate patterns that hummed with a malevolent force. Her voice echoed through the battlefield, rich and commanding, as if she were reciting an incantation drawn from the deepest abyss.

Her words were not for mortal ears—they resonated with the very fabric of the world. Such was the command of one that had fed from the tree of knowledge.