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The Demon Lord Is An Angel

This is the story of Kir, who has to thwart the will of Heaven, Hell, and his parents in order to survive and protect the people he loves. He just has to make it through life at a magical academy, avoid dying, and survive to find his birth mother, the lost Daughter of Heaven. Or be forced to take his place at the side of his father, a Duke of Hell bent on destroying the way things are. It's a lot to handle for a quiet, brooding angel boy. Fortunately he has company. A succubus, a foxkin girl, and a half-angel boy to start. And Kir has his own secret: this isn't his first go at life. ---- Daily Chapters At 1205 EST ************ Content Advisory: Sex of the pansexual variety (lots of it after chapter 50) Adult-Oriented chapters will be titled with * All characters depicted in sexual chapters are adults 18 Earth years and over. ************ PS: Thank you so much for considering my novel! I invite you to consider my other works if you are interested: https://www.webnovel.com/profile/4323849251 If you're interested in joining a forum for my books, or interfacing with me as the author, please use this Discord link: https://discord.gg/ksJ8dJup4d If you like what I have written, please collect my story, comment, and consider if you'd like to support me further. Humbly, ~Haizao

Haizao · ファンタジー
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Returning Home

As they walked in silence, towards the dawn, Amarena suddenly spoke.

"They fought hard, admirably."

"I wish I had been there," Kir replied after a long moment.

"Your regret means nothing. You could have made a difference, but that is not what happened. To dwell on such is to wage an unwinnable fight with yourself," she said. Then she added, "Do not ask a Wrathian for coddling, Heresy's Son."

Kir felt tears well up in his eyes. He felt angry. Angry at himself for forgetting Stella. For not knowing just how swiftly Brooker would send the adventurers out to do his dirty work.

He regretted not killing the man even more now. For a few moments, he imagined turning around and flying back to the outpost. Leveling it from afar with magic, no matter the pain or cost...

"Your wrath is strong," Amarena interrupted his thoughts. "Cold, like mine... You are much closer to your zin'ai than when we last met..."