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)

Emerging from the trance, Lenny found himself enveloped in a profound stillness, his mind awash with the revelations that had unfolded before him.

The encounter with the Sisters of Fate was not just a glimpse into the cosmic machinery of destiny but a stark realization of the intricacies of fate itself.

That they had orchestrated this meeting, spanning the chasm of time to communicate with him, underscored the depth of his entanglement in the threads of destiny.

It was a moment that marked not just the crossing of paths but the convergence of past, present, and future into a single point of interaction, preordained yet unfathomable.

With these revelations still echoing in his thoughts, Lenny turned his attention to the second core, the remnants of another Primordial beast's essence cradled in his hands.

Lenny Vs Governor Momoa