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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
1217 Chs

The Lesson learnt

The King gave. Loud wild laughter that echoed in the garden.

But most of all, left lenny speechless.

The king smiled, "You passed the test. After all, every man should pick his path. That is the true essence if a man. Pick your path. If you had simply agreed with my words, I would have looked at you like a fool."

The king suddenly waved his hands showing a part of the garden with golden stature of men and women frozen in time all these were those that dis not pass the king's test.

They now serve as trophies in the garden.

The revelation that followed, illuminated by Solomon's wild laughter, was as unexpected as it was profound.

The garden, with its golden statues of men and women frozen in time, stood as a testament not to failure but to the inability to embrace one's own path with conviction.