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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
分數不夠
1219 Chs

Hunting memories of Regrettable love 5

Suddenly, the Attacker had now become the attackee.

Lenny displayed gluttony like he had never done it before.

 

The more he ate, the more he wanted to eat.

 

In their vileness and disgust, he opened up his fists to display his uglier nature.

 

A nature so Damned that he could even compete in beauty with the abominables of the underworld.

 

Every bite, every crunch, he felt as if a prouder part of him, in its enraged state, wanted to display its superiority.

 

This feeling was one Lenny had never felt before.

 

It was still him, yet it was not.

 

It was beautiful. Yet it was too old to be that beautiful.

 

It encroached upon his desire to consume like a spider making a slow dance to an already captured prey.

 

Teasing it to an already validated end

 

Yet, when it climbed to its prey, it did not eat but rather embrace.