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.

............
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)

"I am Vice from the Royal Mammon Family of Avarice, and You Lenny Tales, have all that is MINE!"

Lenny Raised a brow at this. He could not help but believe that he was responding to a clown.

Till this moment, Vice had not shown himself.

However, Lenny suddenly got an Alert from the Satan System that made him stare in disbelief.

Lenny could not believe what he had just heard.

He could not help but look at the alert again.

"From the look on your face, I can tell that your System just alerted you of my presence," Vice snickered. "Without a doubt, it is very weak. Mine knew of your presence the moment I entered the City of Milk and Honey."

hearing this, Lenny frowned some more.

He was not at all weak. But right now, he was about to face a person with the same kind of grace that he carried.

Holder of the Greed System