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Married to the Demon God

[Mature Content!] In a world where power and wealth dictated one's fate, Eliana was born into a life of poverty, the daughter of a humble villager. Tragedy struck early when her mother passed away at just six years old, leaving a void that was quickly filled by her father's new wife-a ruthless duchess from the village. The duchess brought with her four children of her own: one son and three daughters, all spoiled and cruel. They despised Eliana for her destitute roots, treating her as little more than a burden. Her father, once a loving man, turned a blind eye to her suffering at the hands of her stepfamily, becoming a mere shadow of the protector she once knew. The years passed unforgivingly, and by eighteen, Eliana had been reduced to a servant in her own home, subject to the whims and cruelties of her stepmother and step-siblings. Seeing no further use for the girl, the duchess arranged a marriage to a reclusive duke from a neighboring town. The duke, an eccentric man needing a wife merely to uphold appearances, accepted the arrangement without a second thought. Little did the scheming duchess know the dark truth behind the man she so eagerly married off her stepdaughter to. The so-called duke was no mere nobleman; he was the Demon God himself, a being of unimaginable power who ruled over all creation. Feared by mortals and deities alike, his true nature was hidden behind the guise of a simple lord, using his estate as a place of respite from the burdens of his eternal dominion.

LJDRLwanen · Fantasia
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80 Chs

The Price of Victory and the Dawn of a New Era

The celestial palace, once a symbol of divine order and serenity, now lay in ruins, a testament to the ferocity of the battle that had just transpired. The air, thick with the lingering scent of ozone and burnt feathers, hung heavy with a sense of both triumph and loss. The angels, their wings tattered and their faces etched with exhaustion, moved amongst the wreckage, their voices hushed in reverence for the fallen and in gratitude for their salvation.

Sebastian, his demonic form receding, leaned heavily against Eliana, his breaths coming in ragged gasps. The battle had taken its toll, leaving him drained and vulnerable. But even in his weakened state, his silver eyes shone with an unwavering resolve, a testament to his indomitable spirit.