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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.)

Dere_Isaac · 奇幻
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How Ella Met Ciri 2

It was a very low song.

But in this lifeless place, it echoed well off the walls.

It was surprising to know that a person was in such a terrible place, and that person was even singing, for that matter.

After all, the undead were easily triggered.

They were lifeless, mindless beings that fed on the brains of the living.

Singing in such a place was an obvious test of Fate.

However, this person continued to sing, and even though the zombies heard it, they did not rush for a juicy bite.

Rather, they continued with their activities, ignoring the singing like it was not there.

Ella walked around as she traced the sound of the voice.

As she did, she noticed that the Negative magic became stronger the deeper she went.

Instantly, she waved her hand, and her Green bow appeared like it was always there.

She pulled at its string, and Holy Power gathered around its edge as a white arrow made out of Holy Power formed.