Dere_Isaac

{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.

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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.)

Devil Slave (Satan system)

The Red Alarm sounded loudly, like a fire drill.

All the pods were unlocking themselves.

As they did, the Magistri opened their eyes and stepped out.

Most of them still looked a bit confused. However, Lenny couldn't care less about their feelings of confusion.

"A222, help C888. You guys head to the Arena. Stick to the plan."

He had barely finished talking before he moved.

As fast as he was, his legs were even slower than the Intent to kill that rushed out of his body like a tidal wave.

Usually, Killing intent was intangible, and for most, only those who had felt death could truly feel it.

However, Lenny rushed forward with so much tenacity and zeal for the hunt that, in the eyes of these Magistris, his killing intent was a flowing red rushing out of his eyes, hands, and every surface that his feet touched.

It was merciless and encompassing.

Lenny Vs The Horde of Magistris [Bonus chapter]