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Saga of The Night God

................. “7.9 billion people, 3.8 billion of them are women. I saw millions of them in my lifetime, talked with thousands, known hundreds.” Yelled the man, while raising his hand toward the sky. “And...not a single...pussy for me…..god…why.” And burst out in tears. [5 minutes Before ] The person yelling at the god Erwin Tynan is a successful corporate slave because of his well-paid job at a multinational company. He had just had a dinner meeting with his slave colleagues and was waiting for his ride. Standing under the lamppost while enjoying the winter night, he said, "What a beautiful night," and pulled a pack of cigarettes from his pocket. And continued with a sigh, “sigh, it will become more beautiful if I have someone as beautiful as this night in my arms. " Saying this, he searched for a lighter in his pocket but couldn't find it. Suddenly, a hooded person approached Erwin while he was searching his pockets and pulled out a lighter from his jacket. Seeing the man approaching him suddenly Erwin was surprised and, seeing the lighter in the person's hand, he saiThanksanks man” And leaned forward to light his cigarette. Lighting his cigarette, he tries to get a glimpse of a person's face. After seeing the face, he was astonished. Because under the hood. It was a beautiful girl. Her skin was white as snow, her hair black as night, and her crystal red eyes and blood-soaked lips were challenging the night's beauty. Her expression was colder than ice and they enhanced her beauty more. But there was something wrong here because Erwin's astonished face was now grim. And had a wound on his stomach that certainly came from the knife in a woman’s hand. “Why?” he said painfully and fell over. ....... Discord link :- https://discord.gg/WNGARAePs2 join for character artworks

J_a_zzy · Fantasy
Not enough ratings
181 Chs

Permission granted (R-18)

Erwin had just finished his self-inflicted torture, leaving him with a sweaty body. As he sat on the bed, he struggled to feel like he was in his own body. Gathering strength for his next move, he attempted to stand up, but before he could fully adjust to his new body, someone opened the door to his room.

"Who are you? What are you doing here? Where is Erwin?" Leila's tone was threatening, one hand clutching something behind her back while the other was poised defensively.

The person she confronted had purple hair and silver eyes, reminiscent of Erwin, but noticeably taller by almost a foot. Erwin, who was originally just a cute 10-year-old kid and about 4 feet tall, now looked older and stood at almost six feet.

With a strained smile, Erwin replied, "Whoa, so many questions at once, Leila. It's me, Erwin."

"No, you're not! Tell me who you are!" Leila demanded, refusing to believe his words.