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 air rippled with ancient power as Victor unleashed the *Howl of the Alpha*, summoning forth a legion of ethereal werewolves. These spectral beasts, each the size of buses, materialized with a ferocity that sent shockwaves through the battlefield.

Their forms, while translucent, pulsed with a menacing energy, their fur shimmering in shades of midnight blue and ghostly silver, mirroring the moonlit nights under which their kind had once roamed freely.

Each werewolf bore the distinctive features of their legendary lineage; their eyes, glowing with a fierce yellow light, pierced through the dim, casting about for their prey with a hunger born of the wild. Their snouts were drawn back in snarls, revealing rows of razor-sharp teeth that seemed capable of tearing through the very fabric of reality.

Will And Desire