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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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Getting rid of trash before the fight

These two were Duncan and Danny.

 

The moment claw saw them, he frowned tightly.

 

However, it was not just them.

 

Another two sets of twins suddenly appeared.

 

 

 

This made Clawed very angry.

 

 

 

These were the so-called brothers he was looking for.

 

He now had all of them in one place.

 

 

 

Naturally, he rushed at them, grabbing Duncan and Danny in each hand.

 

Nobody has seen how he moves.

 

This included Lenny.

 

One moment he was at the other end, and the next, two necks were in his hands.

 

However, before he could squeeze tight enough, he heard Lady Vinegar's Voice.

 

"Brother Clawed, this still remains neutral ground as regards my birthday celebration." Her voice was light and not commanding, but there was a firmness to it that one could not resist.