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"After the car accident, I lost a kidney to infection, yet now, you want me to give your mistress my last one? If you want me dead, just say so! I'm telling you right now, Joseph! You want me to donate a kidney to your lover? That's never going to happen!" I jabbed his shoulder, sneering. "You've been a doctor for years, yet all you care about is your one true love. You don't even know if I qualify as a donor! Oh, but I bet you do know. How could you not? What a shame, Joseph! You're fated to watch your true love die right in front of you!" I couldn't help but laugh as I said it, a single tear rolling down my cheek. The segment abruptly ended.

He knew how Isaac had always adored him but this had changed from an admiration into an obsession. To Isaac, he wasn’t only the ruler of the sorcerers, he was a god. Sighing, the Master walked away from his chair, standing in front of a portrait of himself and the small Isaac who was smiling widely as he snuggled beside him in a hug. “I didn’t want this to happen,” the Master said to himself. “But the only final gratitude I could do for you as your master is to teach you from right and wrong. However, if you decide to continue to walk on that wrong path, then I have to stop you even if it cost my life.”

"Yeah, now that I think about it, I notice that it's impossible. Master was the sole reason why we were both here on earth, existing like human beings. He summoned me into this body; how could he just do that if he wasn't?" "Master was once a pure soul who was wronged by the world," Zin explained. "He had a bright future ahead of him. As a soldier, he was about to do bigger things that would change the world for the better. He was destined to be a hero, someone sent by those people up there to change something down here." "What happened to him then? How could he turn out to be this way?" "The real king of the underworld, Lucifer, personally took over the punishment for Master."

"Mr. Bart, Peter Mahone—the former VP from your old company—says he has urgent business with you." I was surprised but agreed to meet him. Peter looked far older than I remembered. The arrogance that once defined him was gone, replaced by exhaustion and humility. "Rex, it's an honor to finally see you again," he said, handing me a business card. I glanced at it—his title read Independent Consultant. "And what brings you here, Peter?" I asked. He wrung his hands, voice low. "To be honest, I'd like to apply for a consultant position at your company. I've been in the industry for thirty years and have extensive connections…"

Belphegor took a pause and looked at Gwen intensely before speaking again. "....or take away someone's life source as well. You can give and take too because there is no limit to such power. This kind of power was only mentioned of in some of the oldest books. One of the three written by the mother of the trinity." "What! Mother?" Gwen looked more shocked at this, and so did everyone present there. "I...I thought there is nobody above them?" Gwen frowned as she talked. "It is safer believing that way Gwen." "Do you want to hear a story?" Belphegor suddenly spoke looking at the two female wolves with a smile.

"Poor creature, unable to protect herself. That's why I don't want to live as a lowly human like you; you can't survive alone. You are all stupid and weak." Before I could finally let out my last breath and pass out. I heard a voice. A very deep and blood-curdling voice that seemed to come from the depths of the earth. At the same time, I felt as if two sharp and scalding objects had sunk into my neck taking my life away. This night. . . I made you mine. I bestowed you power and immortality. I am now your god, and you'll serve me forever, Avery Raven.

There was a pause on the other end of the phone. “That is a generous offer, Alexa, but I need both of you to complete this project,” the voice said. “What is the end game? To kill us both?” Alexa asked bitterly. “Of course not, silly girl. We want our girls back, so we can build you into the killing machines you were always meant to be,” the voice said.

the Southern Sect Master thought to himself. Then he suddenly stood up from his seat and shouted at the top of his voice, "Heavens, just wait for me, you'll see who your true master is. I'll start making the world my servant soon, ha ha ha ha ha ha ha " He started laughing a lot and ecstasy took him as he thought of world domination like an old man who didn't know the destiny of heaven yet Time is everything that matters to anyone

But it just increased and increased with time and when Kaal had enough he started to walk out but then Lucious interrupted and he had to face his wrath. But he was grateful for Noah to stop him on time and also he was Lucky enough to dodge the attack of his inner darkness. But maybe he wouldn't be this lucky anymore, so, he needs to find a permanent stop to this. He was busy thinking all this when something hit him. Out of blue, he started seeing images of seven pillars, corridors, halls, classrooms and what not.

It was good having someone you could trust that much. "Yes, Mora, I intend to retire. I know that is what you were asking. I have business I must attend to in order to be granted that retirement and, of course, I will be eager to counsel anyone who asks advice on military strategy, but for the most part I intend to go and live the life that birth appointed me to." He thought for a moment and Mora turned to leave. She stopped when he said, "What is Sylvia doing?" "I beg your pardon? Mikail what are you talking about?"