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WARNING
Please Note: This story has heavy violence and dark moments!! There WILL be moments of carnage and depression!! This is not a story for the faint of heart!! Some of these chapters may contain:
Torture
Homicide
Horror-like elements
Sexual assaults *NO RAPE*
Along with:
Demonology
Crude dialogue
Emotional trauma
Do also note: There will be humor, love, and mentions of religious mythology throughout the WHOLE story. Please do not be offended by any mythology that is used! It is mostly based around Christian beliefs but there are also a few other cultures that are mentioned. A lot of the creatures will be imaginative but there are a few that WILL be named, such as Tatzelwurm, Aeshma, Cerberus, and Demon Hounds.
With all that said, any who wish to continue, please enjoy and watch the character growth!
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*Violence Warning* Nathan stared at me for the longest time. His eyes looking me up and down. I stood still, like a deer in headlights. I flinched when Jackson touched my arm, moving between me and Nathan. They looked like complete opposites. Like two dogs ready to fight... I looked between them, I felt like I was caught between them. Two kids fighting over a toy. "Don't....touch her...." Jackson mumbled an exhausted threat lined each word. "Or what? You have already tested our master's patience. I was sent here because of you, and I was forced to find a vessel that was already close to you two." Nathan's sharp gaze turned to me and I felt a cold shiver slide down my spine. "And since you clearly can't do your job...ill have to do it for you." "No....! I...I just...I need more time.." "He wanted the job done by the age of
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*Violence Warning*I stumbled against the door, yanking at the knob, twisting and pushing and pulling. But the lock held. I looked back at the beast, a scream escaping me, trying to call for help. I shoved my shoulder into the door, kicking at it, trying to use brute force. I whimpered when I heard a gurgling growl come from behind me. I screamed for help again, sobbing splitting open the rest of my calm. Panic settling as I put my back to the door and stared at the thing. Its long tongue licked over its gums and teeth. It knew I couldn't escape. I glanced around, trying to find anything of use, my eyes landing on the fire poker. I waited, my body trembling as the beast got closer, only about five feet were between us. And each drop of drool made me want to puke. It got into a pounce position, my body stiffening against my control. Then, it lunged, its jaws were snapped opened, its aim at my leg. It liked to make its p
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