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Assassination Through the Netherworld

You get your throat slit open by your own father only to find yourself within the infamous netherworld, will you repent? will you conquer? A mortal assassin whose hobby and profession are to topple tyrants and slaughter those that believe the law is beyond them… For such people, he’s the law! Known as the ‘Bringer of Euthanasia’, ‘La Guadaña de la Parca’, ‘Shinigami’, and so on… some addressed him as Hero, some cursed him as a bloodthirsty murderer seeking dissension, and others labelled him a heartless assassin. Be it as it may, as all things, his unholy endeavour eventually came to an end. Cornered by the most elite assault team in the world in a sealed street in the United Kingdom, Valentine met his end believing he had cleaned this world as thoroughly as he could from evil, he would get to realise that Evil has a beginning, never an end. Nothingness may finally claim his wretched soul as he believed he would never go to the same place where those he longed for remained. But, would that be the case? … So he believed until he found himself falling in a free fall, in a red sky with black clouds and three bright moons hanging on the landscape. What is this new world? … The author here, I advise this book has a ridiculous amount of sensitive content, and I don't mean lemons necessarily... read under your own discretion, this is a book about survival of the fittest about though conditions beyond anything humans could conceive, this is a book of Hell... ************* Cover by BlackSnowAngel#3884 pa-tre-on.com/photosphere https://discord.gg/6xFrX5vq

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Vera's Teardrops

He's unaware of the period of this torture, but Valentine Wagner is not a stupid individual without reasoning capabilities.

The Bringer of Euthanasia had already been tortured before, no physical damage could crack his soul and render him to forsake his rationality.

But his loved ones have always been his dragon scale.

His mother, his sister, his wife... Rose... and even Fayette and Vera... his team.

He eventually realised that everything is just an illusion created with the purpose of sinking him further and further into the abyss.

They continued to say, 'Don't look'.

And that's exactly what he did, what is the point of looking? if he can't end their anguish.

His eyes raised up to notice that his body was still embracing Fayette, the latter squirmed and twisted inside, likely going through the torture of her own as the branches shamelessly crawled through their innards like massive worms, it hurt like hell.