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REBIRTH OF THE PATHETIC HUSBAND Lilith's Seduction
Lilith swirled the deep red wine in her glass, her sharp eyes never leaving mine. The dim lighting inside the limo cast shadows across her face, making her beauty seem almost otherworldly. She took a slow sip before setting the glass down, leaning closer, her voice a soft purr. “So,” she murmured, tilting her head. “What exactly do you have planned for your revenge, John?” I smirked, running a hand through my perfectly styled hair as I let my head rest against the seat. “Oh, Lilith,” I said smoothly. “Revenge is a dish best served cold, but I intend to serve it frozen. Painfully frozen.” Her red lips curled, intrigued. “Mmm… I love the sound of that. But specifics, darling. Give me something juicy.” I exhaled slowly, letting my fingers drum against my knee as I thought about my next moves. “Eleanor,” I said, her name tasting bitter on my tongue. “I loved her once. I loved her enough that I refused to divorce her, even when she begged for it. And what did I get in return? Disgu
REBIRTH OF THE PATHETIC HUSBAND Daring Lucifer
The moment we were inside, the air seemed to thicken, charged with anticipation. I set her down, but only for a moment, because the next thing I knew, her lips were on mine, hungry and demanding. Her kiss was fierce, her tongue tangling with mine as her hands clawed at my shirt, tearing it open in her haste. I didn’t stop her. I couldn’t stop her. I was too far gone, too consumed by the fire she’d ignited.I pushed her back against the nearest wall, my hands roaming over her body like I was starving and she was the only meal. Her dress was a hindrance, and I wasted no time in pulling it up, baring her to my gaze. Her skin was flawless, her curves a temptation I couldn’t resist. I pressed my lips to her neck, her shoulder, her collarbone, tasting her, memorizing her with my mouth.Lilith moaned, her head falling back against the wall as she arched into my touch. “John,” she breathed, her voice thick with desire. “Don’t stop.”I didn’t intend to. My hands slid down to her thighs, pushin
REBIRTH OF THE PATHETIC HUSBAND Lucifer's Son
I smirked, stepping closer to the mirror, placing my palms flat against the cold glass. Lucifer’s smirk mirrored mine, but there was something deeper in his expression—something unreadable.I tilted my head. "You sound bitter, Lucifer. What, did you think I wouldn't touch her?"His smirk widened, slow and deliberate. "Oh, I expected it." His voice was deep, velvety, laced with amusement. "Lilith is… indulgent. She enjoys beautiful things. And right now, you happen to be one of them."I chuckled. "Glad to know I have your blessing."Lucifer’s red eyes gleamed. "Blessing?" He let out a dark laugh. "I don’t deal in blessings, John. Only contracts. And you, my dear boy, are bound to me in ways you don’t even understand yet."I leaned in slightly, my reflection doing the same, our faces nearly touching through the glass. "Lilith mentioned there are other reasons why you bought my soul. Why you gave me a second chance."Lucifer gave a slow nod, his gaze never leaving mine."That’s correct."
REBIRTH OF THE PATHETIC HUSBAND Embracing The Devil's Powers
Lilith burst into the bathroom, her silk robe slipping off one shoulder, eyes wide with concern. “What’s going on?” she asked, her voice sharp but laced with tension. The flickering candlelight danced on her pale skin as the power outage persisted, casting long shadows against the walls.I turned from the mirror, the water still dripping from my face. “Your son sent legions,” I said bluntly, my voice calm despite the storm brewing outside. “They’re here… to capture you.”Her eyes widened in raw disbelief. “Lucenzo…” she whispered, the name trembling from her lips like a forbidden curse.I raised a brow, smirking. “So that’s his name. Lucenzo, huh? Well, your loving son is out for blood. Lucifer said your powers are getting weaker. You should stay in. Let me handle the legions… or whatever.”Lilith stepped forward, her expression sharp with defiance. “You don’t know what you’re talking about,” she snapped. “These aren’t just some demons crawling out of the pit. These are the Legions —
REBIRTH OF THE PATHETIC HUSBAND Wanting Her
The night twisted around me like a living thing—black clouds curling above, thunder growling low in the heavens. The wind was thick with ash and smoke from the shockwave I had unleashed. And there they stood: the remaining legions—nine of them now—fanned out across the rooftop, snarling and brandishing hell-forged weapons, their grotesque forms shimmering with demonic energy.But I…I was different.No longer bleeding. No longer broken. I stood in the air, hovering above them like a god descending from war. My wings stretched far and wide—shadowy blades themselves. In my hands, the flaming twin swords pulsed as if they fed on my fury. The power humming in my chest was not borrowed.It was *mine* now.I raised one of the swords and pointed it down.“Come.”They didn’t need another invitation.The first demon lunged—a beast three times my size, with horns twisted like a crown of thorns and an axe as wide as a car door.I didn’t move.I let him come.At the last second, I shifted to th
REBIRTH OF THE PATHETIC HUSBAND Only The Beginning
Lilith's lips ghosted over my skin just below my jaw, and I felt my breath hitch, my heart pounding against my ribs like it wanted out. The tension was unbearable now—every second charged with an unspoken hunger that we were both too proud to admit was real.I tilted her chin up with one hand, locking my eyes into hers. “You’re dangerous,” I whispered, not sure if it was a compliment or a warning.“So are you,” she breathed back, lips brushing mine. “That’s what makes this so… irresistible.”I didn’t respond with words. Instead, I closed the distance between us in two long strides, my hands gripping her waist as I pulled her against me. Her body fit perfectly against mine, her curves pressing into my chest and hips. I could feel her trembling, not from fear, but from something raw and primal. My lips crashed down onto hers in a kiss that was anything but gentle. It was savage, hungry, like two starving beasts finally finding their prey.Her mouth opened beneath mine, her tongue tangli
REBIRTH OF THE PATHETIC HUSBAND Beelzebub
The sunlight spilled through the tall windows like golden syrup, landing directly across my face and dragging a low groan from my throat. My eyes squinted against the brightness, and I shifted slightly under the sheets, muscles sore, body still humming with the aftershock of everything that had happened.Another groan escaped as I sat upright, running a hand through my hair. I blinked several times, trying to adjust to the light, and instinctively looked to my side.But Lilith was gone.My brows furrowed. The sheets where she’d lain were cold. I glanced around the room—and that’s when I noticed something even stranger.The broken window from last night? Fixed. Completely restored, as though the shards of glass and the chaos from the demon battle never happened. The bloodstains, the debris… all gone. The room was immaculate. Not a single sign of the carnage or the wild, intense night that had followed.It was as if reality itself had wiped away the past.I slowly swung my legs over the
REBIRTH OF THE PATHETIC HUSBAND Enough Games
I clenched my fists, sick of the sound of his voice. “That’s enough talking,” I growled, my patience burned to ash.Beelzebub arched an amused brow, his smirk widening into a wicked grin. “Oh?” he said, voice dripping with mockery.And then—before I could blink—he was right in front of me.I didn’t see it coming.His fist was already cocked back, a dark blur of raw power surging toward my face. My instincts screamed, but it was too late to dodge. I barely had time to flinch when—WHAM!Lilith shoved me with a desperate cry, placing herself between me and the blow. Her fist met his just in time, the impact of their clash sending a deafening boom through the room. The force hurled her like a missile across the space, her body crashing into the far wall and leaving a jagged crater that split the concrete like paper.Everything happened in an instant, as if time had shattered and rewound on itself. Like watching gods duel at the speed of thought. My heart raced, and my feet moved before m
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BLOOD AND FEAR
The earth itself screamed as I stepped forward, each stride radiating waves of destructive power that cracked the ground, shattered windows, and set the air ablaze. Thunder roared, the clouds above blackened and twisted, swirling into a furious vortex that blotted out the sun. A blood-red glow seeped from the heavens, casting everything in a sick, apocalyptic light. The humans nearby—those foolish enough to still be close—fell to their knees, clutching their heads, screaming, unable to bear the sheer, choking aura of wrath pouring off me. Birds dropped dead from the sky. Trees caught fire without even being touched. I was no longer just a being. I was cataclysm. I was the end.Lucenzo tried to push himself up, coughing blood, bones audibly snapping inside his body with every movement. His eyes, wild and full of terror, locked on me.I dragged the Warhammer behind me, its head tearing deep scars into the earth, flames trailing like the tail of a comet. Every rune on my gaun
The fury of a god
Lucenzo sneered, then with a cruel flick of his wrist, tossed Lilith’s broken body toward me like discarded waste.I caught her in my arms—light as a feather now, fragile, her warmth already fading.Her lips trembled as she looked up at me. Her once-bright eyes were dulling, but in their depths still shimmered the last flicker of life… for me.A soft, heartbreaking smile curved her lips.She reached up with one trembling hand, brushing her fingers across my face, streaking my cheek with her blood. “I… I’m glad I met you,” she whispered, her voice barely audible above the crackling embers around us. “I’ll… remember every moment we… spent together.”Her chest rose in a weak breath. Then she coughed, and a spray of blood hit my armor.Her lips quivered again. “I… I love you…”And then her hand fell limply from my cheek— Her eyes closed— Her body slumped—And she died in my arms.I didn’t move. I didn’t breathe. I just stared.The world around me vanished. Sound disappeared. Tim
THE END OF HER
The moment Lucenzo finished speaking, the world detonated into chaos.He lunged.The ground cracked beneath his weight as he launched forward like a cannonball wrapped in hellfire. His claws cleaved through the air with such force they created shockwaves that shattered every remaining window in the throne room. I leapt into the air just before the floor where I stood exploded under his strike, sending molten debris flying like shrapnel.Boom.Lucenzo’s claw narrowly missed my chest and instead carved a flaming trench through the stone wall behind me. The entire castle trembled. With a spin mid-air, I drove my golden sword down, slicing toward his exposed shoulder—but he blocked with one of his grotesque, bone-wrapped wings. The impact was thunderous, throwing both of us in opposite directions, smashing through pillars and statues.I skidded across the blackened marble, sparks flying from beneath my boots, and stopped just as he came charg
THE REAL BATTLE
Smoke and ash danced around me like phantoms as I rose from the crater I had made, wings unfurled behind me—one feathered and radiant like sunlight pierced through a storm, the other a bat-like veil of shadows and flame. The ground trembled beneath my feet, rivers of molten hellfire surging as if Hell itself feared what I had become.The remaining demons stared at me in horror—those who hadn’t already fled. Massive horned beasts with molten skin, fanged serpents with human arms, twisted hybrids of flesh and metal—all once proud gatekeepers of Lucenzo’s domain… now reduced to prey.I gripped my swords tighter, and the blades reacted—flaring to life. The black one hissed and spat fire as if eager for more blood, while the golden one sang with a divine hum, pulsing like a heartbeat.One of the larger demons roared and charged. A mountain of muscle and spikes, it held a flail made from linked skulls. With a howl that shook the dead towers, it brought the weapo
COMING FOR THE THRONE
The moment I landed, Hell welcomed me like a breath of poison.The air was thick—choking with sulfur, scorched ashes, and the scent of ancient blood. The sky above was a burning scar of red and black, swirling with storm clouds that bled fire. Lightning cracked through it, but it wasn’t ordinary lightning—it was alive, screaming with tortured souls every time it struck the molten ground.Everywhere I looked, there were hellish structures—twisted spires of obsidian, towers forged from bone and black steel, bridges hanging by chains over rivers of lava, and demonic creatures crawling along the walls like oversized insects. The architecture looked like it had been designed to inflict madness on the mind. There were no right angles, no symmetry—just chaos given form.But it was the castle that caught my eye.It rose in the distance, colossal and ominous, almost scraping the bleeding sky. The thing looked like it had been built from the carcasses of fa
ASCENSION
Smoke curled in thick, choking tendrils across the scorched air. Everything around me was burning—stone reduced to ash, walls collapsed into rubble, the air itself trembling with heat and fury. Somewhere in the distance, something groaned—a piece of the ruined chamber still collapsing under its own weight.“John…”A voice, distant and muffled, pierced the haze like a shard of ice.“John, wake the fuck up—”The world tilted violently. My head throbbed like it had been split open by a goddamn mountain. My eyes fluttered, dry and heavy as stone, and I blinked against the blinding light. Everything was blurry. Just shapes… fire… smoke… ruins. All of it drifting in and out like a dream I couldn’t hold onto.The pain… God, the pain.My skull pulsed with every heartbeat, like a drumbeat from hell itself. I couldn’t move. I couldn’t breathe right. All I remembered was—Lucenzo.That final, monstrous blow.That
Tug Of War
The chamber couldn’t hold him.Lucenzo took one more step forward, and the ground split apart beneath him. Stone shattered like glass. Pillars that had stood for centuries crumbled to dust, the pentagram beneath his feet pulsing like a beating heart of fire and blood. The walls groaned. Then cracked. Then exploded outward as if the realm itself rejected his presence.The infernal wind howled louder—alive, tearing through the air like the wail of a thousand tormented souls. Chains snapped from the walls and whipped around the room like metal vipers. Hellfire poured from the ceiling, raining down in molten arcs, scorching everything it touched.“MOVE!” I shouted, grabbing Lilith’s arm and yanking her back just as a flaming chunk of debris slammed into where she’d stood.But Lucenzo barely noticed. His eyes were locked on us with a hunger that made my blood freeze.Morgana cackled behind him, still bound in chains, but glowing with sick joy.
THE ARRIVAL OF LUCENZO
Lilith stood frozen, her face pale, disbelief carved deep into every feature. Her lips parted, and in a breathless whisper, she muttered, “So… John was right about you all along.”I smirked, folding my arms as pride laced my voice. “Yes, I was. And I’ll admit—I’m proud of that.”Morgana laughed—sharp and cruel as she gazed at me. “Of course you were. You figured out my plan the moment I arrived last night...”'she paused, turning her gaze to Lilith. “Unlike you, dear sister… you’ve become so dull and foolish since the day you escaped from Hell.”Her words struck like venom, and something in me snapped.My jaw clenched, and without a word, I raised my hand. The demonic chains responded instantly, glowing with an infernal red light before igniting in hellfire. Flames raced along the length of the chains, searing into Morgana’s flesh. She screamed—a shrill, agonized sound that echoed off the chamber walls.I walked closer, lowering my voice,
Secret Exposed
The only path to real answers now… was watching Morgana. Closely. If she made one wrong move, showed even the faintest sign of betrayal or suspicious intent, I wouldn’t hesitate. She’d be dead before she realized what hit her. I knew it wouldn't be during the day. If she was part of Lucenzo’s plan, the only time she'd dare act would be when we were all asleep—when the house was quiet, and the shadows stretched longer than usual. That would be the moment she’d make her move. If she ever did. I turned away from the mirror, thoughts heavy, and crossed the room. The bed creaked slightly as I sat down on the edge, then laid back fully, arms spread, my eyes fixed on the ceiling above me. I should be making plans— Planning how to break into hell. How to get past Lucenzo’s legions. How to storm his twisted throne and destroy everything he’s built. How to free Lucifer from Nexumbra, the prison dimension meant for the most powerful beings in the infernal realm. But here I was… Lying i
