Mr. Devil Season 3's

The death of conscience

“Mr. Devil – Season III”

Author by Natalie Ernison

Arghkk. Ghand groaned, as his body had to accept the hot iron patch. His body was pouring a lot of sweat, his face was full of pain.

“Hold master, after this ritual your body will get used to,” said a man who is the leader of the spirit summoning ritual.

Hahahah suddenly the sound of a woman's laughter filled the dark room.

The whole ritual leader collapsed instantly, just Mr. Ghand stayed there. “O greedy man, what made you call me here?” look at a woman dressed in red. Highlight the blackish-red eyes, like a bastard demon.

Mr. Ghand fell to endure all the pain in his body. “I want to be strong, goddess!” tukas Mr. Ghand with steady.

“Are you sure! even if you have to do something beyond your stupid human reason!” tukas the figure of the woman who is called the red goddess (red demon goddess).

“I'm ready with all the consequences!” tukas Mr. Ghand with a bow.

“You must eat a fetus that is around three weeks old, in the state of his mother is still alive. You have to do it while the owner of the fetus is still conscious!” the red goddess.

At once Mr. Ghand was shaking violently. He could not imagine how cruel the figure he was facing was. Why did he have to do such a cruel thing, he thought.

“I'm ready, dewi” firmly. Though his conscience strongly rejects this.

“I know, there's been too much disappointment and pain in your life. But even this way cannot guarantee that you can defeat Enoch, the prince of darkness!” the red goddess.

“Tree goddesses! I am tired of my slow actions. I want to become stronger, and I want to get something that should be mine!” mr Pinta. Ghand's.

“I've been faced with the fall of the prince of darkness. He's even very sadistic!” hatch the goddess.

“I hate him so much, he has taken away the woman who became my son's mother” cried Mr. Ghand's. This time Mr. Ghand looked different, his eyes full of hatred and deep grudges.

“Servant!” exclaimed the red goddess, while dragging a woman with her mouth covered in cloth.

“Now this young woman is pregnant with a fetus that is around three weeks old. Now is your first chance” hatch the red goddess.

Mr. Ghand looks scared not dumbass. He was very trembling to see the widow, he remembered his late wife. How could he possibly kill and even commit such inhumane acts.

But because he too harbors a grudge, he also got rid of his conscience.

Arghk. cried the poor woman. Without warning, Mr. Ghand pierced through his stomach using a knife and took out the jan*n who was there. The woman screamed violently, even just trembling withstanding the suffering.

No more conscience, no more mercy. Mr. Ghand instantly ate it so greedily.

Uhuakk. Ghand almost spewed out the jan*n, this is even more disgusting. But he tried to eat it, holding back his humanity.

The demon goddess laughed out loud, as if satisfied with what Mr. Ghand.

“Now you have power, but there are still other conditions” said the demon goddess.

“What is a goddess?” ask Mr. Ghand.

“You have to fuck a sixteen-year-old virgin right in front of us all here!” said the red goddess with a grin.

“Alright!” said Mr. Ghand is fast.

“Abodies him!” the demon goddess's orders.

Mr. Ghand began to strip her of all of her clothes, and also tore off the girl's entire outfit. The girl was wearing a mask, and her mouth was covered with cloth. There's no word of protest on those terms, Mr. Ghand can only agree.

The poor girl shook her head, she even tried to thrash. But lust Mr. Ghand who he had been holding up all this time also peaked. No need to warm up in this case, he must immediately fight the girl.

Open the crotch**gan the poor girl, thrust her trunk and try to unite their bodies************ the poor girl. The poor girl's body could only tremble, enduring all the pain.

For a few minutes, Mr. Ghand is quite difficult, because the state of the girl is really not ready to have sex*.

In the end, both of them are touching each other's bodies, with drops of blood****** dripping. Mr. Ghand must be***** every droplet of d********* dripping *******************.

He looked so exhausted, while the young girl was just lying on her back. The poor girl was already suffering, the pain in the area was********** as if torturing her.

“Ghanderso! you know who this girl is!” said the goddess of the devil.

Mr. Ghand just shook his head at the sign of not knowing. When the girl's mask is opened, Mr. Ghand was shocked to the point of limp staggered.

“Yoshey!” he said with wide eyes.

Yoshey was his cousin, a very dear little brother. This poor girl is an orphan, but Mr. Ghand is always trying to help his living expenses.

“Kakak..—“ Yoshey said in a soft tone. He was sobbing in all his pain.

Mr. Ghand approached her, and touched the face of the girl unfortunately. Both are sobbing.

“Yoshey!!” scream Mr. Ghand, while holding his beloved poor little suadara.

Cluakkh…

A dagger threatened right in poor Yoshey's chest. Even the one who did it was the goddess of the devil.

“After all the pleasure you feel, do not compete to have a conscience.” The goddess of the devil.

Mr. Ghand was still in his mourning lament. However, he had taken care of his own brother. Even to regret it is of no use.

“Now, burn both bodies *****this!” the demon goddess.

Mr. Gandhi had to do it himself. Tonight has been the bitterest of history in Mr. Ghand's. Guilt means nothing anymore. Everything has happened and he will not be able to prevent it.

“You are a good man, but now there is no more a vile demon!” the red goddess.

“All I did for me. I'm sick of my silence, it's time you act” he said with a vengeful face. His life Mr. Ghand was completely filled with vengeance and a desire to kill.

At the same time, he had killed two poor women. His innermost conscience seemed to have gone numb. All just vengeance, deep hatred.

“Starting tonight, I've become part of the damned creatures of darkness. Every night, you have to drink pure virgin blood. Whatever the way, you have to do it.” Instantly, the figure of the demon goddess disappeared with the night wind.

Arghkk. he groaned, and grabbed his hair. “You must die!” his erang. Mr. Ghand has changed far from his former self.

What is the next step, what will he do?

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