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THE ONE WHO DEVOURS

whitedeath0
Several years after Alastor’s arrival in Hell, something impossible happens. A second soul born in another world and carrying forbidden knowledge merges with the Radio Demon’s own essence. But instead of fighting for control, the two souls fuse and split again, creating a new being completely free from Rosie’s ancient contract. A new life. soul. name. Malrion Uroboros. The one who devours. While the Overlord Alastor continues his life undefeated and bound by Rosie’s pact, Malrion descends into the forgotten lower rings of Hell where no Overlord watches and Heaven cannot sense him. There, armed with knowledge from another world and a mind that sees the hidden laws of reality, Malrion invents the first cultivation technique Hell has ever known. He absorbs sin. Consumes pain. Devours the echoes of lost souls. And with every cycle, he rises beyond the limits Hell tries to impose. A secret organization is born in the shadows. Hidden power grows beneath the throne of Hell. Balance between Heaven, Hell, and Overlords begins to shift all because one soul refused to be controlled. A story of identity, power, rebellion, and transcendence begins… The One Who Consumes. If you enjoy my story and want to support me, you can do it on Ko-fi. I upload all current chapters there, and your support truly helps me focus on creating more content. https://ko-fi.com/whitedeath0 I don’t yet know the final length of this fanfiction,
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