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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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Plane Killer 3

As the room erupted in celebration, Father Black leaned down to Nikky and whispered, "To my office!" Without waiting for a response, he turned and left the room. Nikky, surprised and a bit confused, followed him, as did Clawed. 

The rest of the team continued to celebrate their success, unaware of the gravity of the situation that was unfolding.

Father Black's office was a vast, well-organized space filled with artifacts and weapons that showcased his long and storied history. The walls were lined with various monuments, trophies, and armaments from countless battles and conquests. 

Each piece seemed to tell a story of its own, from ancient swords and shields to modern firearms and energy weapons. The room was dimly lit, the atmosphere heavy with an air of solemnity and authority.