[DING!]
[Congratulations, APOLLYON. You have unlocked the Infernal System!]
[NAME: Israfel BlüdThïrste.]
[FACTION: DEMON ¢ RANK A.]

[DING!]
[You have ascended to the realms of man.]
[CITY: The medieval Empire of Eldoria.]
[ALL HAIL THE BURNING ONE!]
[CONQUEST: Level Up to NINTH INFERNAL CIRCLE.]
[The battle for DOMINION begins.]
[SYSTEM has graciously provided the most delicious and bosomy babes to compete for MC.]

[ADDITIONAL TAGS: Ruthless MC – NSFW – BDSM – Cosplay – MILF – War Crimes – Unholy Trinities – Hybrids – BDE – Smut – EVOLUTION – Succubus – Slaves – Yandere – Ascension – Gore – ADULT CONTENT AND LANGUAGE – Anal – Dominant MC – Hentai – Lust – Demon – Extreme violence – R18 – Faceslap – Fistfights – Bloodsport – Exorcism – Brutal MC – Magic – UNDERWORLD – Politics – Demonology – Necromancer – Old Gods – Fae – Sword and Sorcery – System – Hardcore – Mermaid – Cat girls – Dragon girls – DARK – Vulgar – Epic battle – Hell Ranking – Fallen Angels – DOMINIONS – Incest – Dungeon – Leveling up – Cold MC – Sibling Lust – Taboo sex stories – MONSTER GIRLS – Debauchery – Utter fuckery – Demented SC – MANA – Invulnerable MC – Elf – Vampire – Demoness – MATURE – Murder – Psychopaths – Luciferan Bloodlines – Corruption of virtue – Chivalry – Villainy – Death – LEGION – Clashing armies – Weapons system – Resurrection.]

[WARNING: This book features mature language, adult-type humor, detailed descriptions of carnality, female humiliation, and hardcore depravity. There is a guaranteed Adult Chapter one out of every five. NOT FOR CHILDREN! NOT FOR SOFT HEARTS!]

• FULL BLURB
Israfel BlüdThïrste was born in Hel. He has lived in it all eighteen years of his life. As seventh in the bloodline of the Morningstar himself, Rafel has had a pretty fucking great life. There's spilled blood in excess. Violence to choke the gray skies. Abundant sex—depraved and hardcore. And more blood. Everything a Prince of the Abyss could desire. But Rafel has heard stories, of the world above. The world of the weak mortals whose damned souls fall endlessly through the red skies of his, to meet with perpetual torture. Stories of their fine carriages and legendary kings. Their golden sun and green earth. But mostly, their virgin women. He wishes to see it for himself. And so, when a lucky gambit with his dear Aunt, Lilith, opens up a way for him to explore the surface, Rafel hops to it.
The deal is a hundred years before he has to return to his duties as Hell's Apollyon.
Accompanied by his new slave, a voluptuous horned Succubus, Rafel journeys to the mortal realm, entering into the mythical lands of Eldoria as the enigmatic Earl of Emberfall, a haunted estate. But Rafel intends to rise, into the very courts of the Eldorian Queen. At least before his time runs out. And if corrupting, blackmailing, fucking, and murdering a few mortals gets in his way, so be it.
This is until the haloed mess of Ravenna de Vries ends up on the grand steps of his Manor, soaking wet with a blood debt hanging over her head. Israfel had seen many beautiful women in his time, but somehow the little mortal girl is sufficient to make him rethink his gambit.
Ravenna is owed to a powerful Hell Principality. And though Rafel convinces himself that building up his power ranking is solely selfish, it also has to do with going up against an ancient adversary from his home who is certain to appear just about anytime to collect what he is owed—Ravenna.
She is not his responsibility, but why does Rafel feel exactly that whenever he looks at her? And suddenly for this Immortal, a hundred years is not enough to fall in love.

DEAREST READER, It concerns and befuddles 'me poor heart' how I have to go out on a bend and stress this. Being blocked twice during the writing of this novel for what I'd like to call UNSAVORY CONTENT hurts my base, believe it or not. Not to mention, MY MONEY!


So, kind reader, bear with me as I dedicate this auxiliary chapter to pointing out my stand and purpose for this book—


I DO NOT in any way or manner of writing CONDONE or SUPPORT underage sex, brutality, necrophilia, self-harm or its extensions! Any feature in this book is VERY BRIEF, UNHURTFUL and purely to indulge the reader's mind, descriptively. Most times, I add humor to even sweeten it on the mind.


Please READ and COMPREHEND what I intend—as it is NOT my INTENT to promote vile behaviour—and don't just be reporting stuff over what you FEEL or perceive. You must have read the synopsis before opening this novel; you know what this book is about. DON'T PRETEND like you are novice to what you were going to read. THAT'S WEIRD!


And if you are weird, that's on you, b*tch!


These are all for the love of good fantasy. Popularly among the fan base of this book, my writing is loved. Criticism is welcomed—as always. But don't be hating and abrasive over something purely fictional and scintillating. Know that I think of you always when I craft these here pages, dearest reader. I DO NOT WRITE purposely to hurt. Ergo, don't go and be a wanker by mistaking heightened romance for provoking content.


All inclusions and hashtags are for fun and the beauty of narration. Books are meant to evoke passion; to take the mind on a stroll. Tell me, what then are you reading if you can't picture either the HIGHS or VILES of it in your subconscious, for then you are really on an adventure.


To all the mad hats in here, if you can't tolerate my writing style, go find Alice in f*cking Wonderland!


• To All the Mad Hats