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 cave, once a sanctuary of darkness, was now a gruesome scene of carnage. The walls were stained with the ichor of giant red ants, their crushed bodies leaving a foul odor that hung thick in the air. The ground squelched beneath the werewolves' paws, a nauseating mixture of ant remains and sticky fluids that clung to their fur.

The fallen ants, their bodies torn asunder, lay in grotesque disarray. Limbs and antennae littered the ground like a nightmarish collage. Puddles of viscous liquid pooled around them, emitting a putrid stench that made the werewolves' eyes water and their nostrils burn.

Ulric, his fur matted with ant gore, let out a guttural growl as he surveyed the macabre sight. The sheer brutality of the battle was etched across his face, his eyes alight with a primal ferocity. Beside him, Gadu, his once-pristine robes now stained and tattered, clenched his fists, his jaw set in grim determination.

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