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Reincarnated into a Hell Hound - BL/Yaoi

Once I woke up I discovered that my limbs ended in paws, and that my ears could move about, for my new form is that of a dog! But not only that, I soon realize that there is nothing simple in this new world full of magic, for my true species is that of a hell hound, a creature made of fire and shadow that could stir fear at those who dared approach! Or well… the definition of being scary looking is at least suitable for me, proud and powerful as I’m, as for my brother… sigh, what can I say at such dumb creature who loves chewing at my ears?! Not only do I have to survive in this strange world with this strange body, but have to keep my brother out of trouble! At least, for better or for worse, we won’t be alone for long after crossing the path of two clingy elves and- no, wait, hold on, where do you think those hands are? Stop touching my brother you pervert elf! Come back here! And you, stop touching me too, let me teach them a lesson oi! Sigh, I’m surrounded by troublesome guys! …Well, at least they are to die for…no, I mean, scram! ~~~~~ ML: You are so cute when you are angry. MC: C-c-c-cute?! I’ll show you how cute I’m! I’ll bite your ankles! ML: But I have made food for you… MC:… MC:Ok, I can beat you later, but why is your hand on my tail oi?! ML:*chuckles* ~~Warning~~ Mature content, including gore, explicit smut, swearing, relationship between men. ~~~~~ Thank you and I hope you enjoy it! *wink wink* ۹(ÒہÓ)۶

VCris · LGBT+
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155 Chs

Chapter 134

We have no time to react to his behavior change when the blood starts trailing its way down his arm towards the palm of his hand here it simply seems to condense in the form of a spear, and barely giving time to the liquid to solidify he flies down at us, dashing at incredible high speed that makes the tip of his weapon reach my cheek and graze my face even after I dodge to the side, separating me from Leonel.

There is no pain yet from all the scratches with adrenaline pumping high in my veins, but I can still feel the warm blood trailing over my cheeks towards my jaw and chin, dripping from the tip of my fur.

The Demon Kind soon proves that the spear is not his only form of attack, so when he passes by me next his wings fluster and reach out, the blood flowing from them shaping and solidifying into big curved claws that caught me by surprise and hit me square in the face, not only drawing blood but knocking me out of balance to the side.