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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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A War On Ciri 3

The sky rumbled with thunder and lightening, and the earth echoed in response to its ferocity.

 

The clouds were dark and gave the subtle impression that it was about to rain, but the weather was neither cool nor could anyone feel the chill wind that usually accompanied rain.

 

Instead, the subtle impression that the sky was going to touch the ground permeated all hearts, and many were understandably prepared for the foreseeable end.

 

Ella had not been joking when she said that everything was ready for this fight.

 

Long before Lenny had woken up, she had already contacted the other town that had not yet fallen like Father Black's and even made contact with the six families hidden in the wild.

 

These people were not called families because of their blood connection, but because of their population strength.

 

This was a battle that would determine how or where their lives would go from this point onward.