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Curl nor Iliya couldn't say anything about it, they didn't know what to do next. Pradai went to the hill and went up the tree house. She opened the door to see that the tree house was becoming old, cobwebs were all over the place, and the smell was not too pleasant. She went in and looked at the books and found the one which she always read, she opened the book and flipped through it and came upon a page she hasn't seen before, it was written with an old ink, however, in a language she couldn't recognize, but somehow it made sense in her head as she kept staring at it. "The God will take whatever belongs to him, and with the lycan-vamp and other demons and creatures, God of the strange."

Streaks of lightning sliced through the air from time to time, creating a terrifying scene. "Holy hell! What's going on over there? Look at all that lightning and dark clouds! It's like a whole different place compared to the sunny weather that we're experiencing here," Elsa exclaimed. "That's the Paradise Secret Realm," Heidi revealed. "There are many things in this world that defy logic and imagination, and the Paradise Secret Realm is one such example. It exists in independence. The spiritual energy within the realm is very dense, and rare herbs come by the dozen." A thought then occurred to Sheila and she quipped, "In that case, isn't it better for people like us to stay inside there for

Dozens of them, sitting at outdoor cafés, walking through parks, laughing and talking like they were on vacation. "What the hell?" Marcus breathed. One of the deadies noticed us. A woman, of maybe thirty years, with a smile that looked genuine. "Oh! New arrivals! Welcome, welcome! You'll love it here!" "What is this place?" I asked, my grip tight on my dagger. "Paradise," she said simply. "The Living City. It takes care of us, gives us everything we need. No more running, no more fear, just peace." "And you just... gave up?" Willow asked. "Stopped fighting?"

Chapter 183 Max If hell was a day it would have been what happened yesterday. There are different stages of hell, and it doesn't matter what stage of hell you are in or going through , the levels come with a different challenges . All good things come on threes and so do all bad things too . Hell ; purgatory and Paradise. I didn't study Dante at school but I'm pretty sure inferno doesn't last forever , the space inbetween purgatory and Paradise is always a working progress.

Guru wondered what was happening as Spitfire's eyes grew wide and he backed off of the tom's body. "Guru, we need to go. We need to get back. These are a call for help. Hades and Doll were attacked the moment they stepped foot in Persiana. I could barely discern the message because flowers don't speak our language but I'm sure of it." As soon as Spitfire relayed the message that whispered through the baby's breath, he forgot it. It wasn't his fault. He and Guru had fallen in a very specific part of the Underworld. Used for both torment and pleasure, this level spoke to one's deepest desires and happiest memories and was enchanted to make little else matter. It was made to make a being want t

Just like living in hell. What to do when your life is a big mess? Nothing. Just pray you go through it and beg for yet another day, eventually till you get the unluckiness of seeing a day become your last. I didn't expect more from this horrible life anymore. But still, just one wish filled inside of me. And if you could call it 'time stalling', that was exactly what I hoped for. A chance to prove myself wordy to so many people. A chance to see my sister again. The luck to treat my people well. To end the everlasting suffering and put the never ending discomforts to end. These demons needed to quiet up, and continued bowing to their master up until my power and luck runs out. At this moment

Each person controls a world leader, running the underworld and carefully maintaining the balance needed in such a world filled with human greed, death and destruction— willingly ready to be seen as the devils. Zayn Hellfire was not a Devil. He was Hell itself. “Tea, Don?” Giana places the cup in front of me, her milky gray eyes staring at me even though many cannot do the same. For she is blind. I don’t bother to give a response but she doesn’t wait for one as she places the cup and saucer down on the table. It’s Darjeeling tea, one of Eve’s favorites, but now I am no longer sure if she ever liked it.

Then, I asked, "Where is Claudia?" "Claudia also left. She said she was going to hang out with a classmate." Daniel wasn't very sure either. I bade goodbye with an empty feeling inside me. As I was going to look for Frances, I stopped in front of Claudia's door. I couldn't take another step from the spot. A voice inside me told me to enter. Once I did, all the truths would come to light. However, I was also afraid of what I would find. This room was like a Pandora's box which could release countless demons the moment I opened it.

The enemies were just five meters away and they’re all hiding themselves in the debris. Hellion counted in her hands as she nonchalantly tossed away the nonsensical book in her arms. Never mind the charm of it bringing her to a dangerous place. The book has been shining in purple light since she held onto it. As long as she get rid of the damn book sooner then she would be fine.

My name is Abigail Lynn Hale, I was eighteen when I fell in love with a demon and followed him to the realm of the dead to live happily ever after with him. While there, I met a Goddess who wanted the same thing as myself - equality for all the souls. Together, we devised a plan to destroy the system of Heaven and Hell and create a single realm for every soul to inhabit and receive the afterlife that they deserve based on the seven deadly sins, and with strategy and will, we successfully created this new realm, we named it Mercy.