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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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Pick An Organ Lenny

As the wheel spun, Lenny coolly assessed the situation, his eyes tracking the movement with a predator's focus. When it seemed like the arrow was destined to land on the dreaded Pikes segment, Lenny acted. 

With a flick of his fingers, he subtly influenced the wheel's momentum, a move so quick and discreet it was almost invisible to the naked eye. The wheel's course altered ever so slightly, bypassing the Pikes and instead landing on a mere Pat on the Wrist.

The crowd, having anticipated a gruesome outcome, let out a collective sigh of disappointment. They had been primed for something far more dramatic and painful, and this benign consequence seemed almost anticlimactic in the context of the game's usual brutality.