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Devil Incarnate Meaning

The Beyonders; I am the Devils incarnate

Daxen, a brilliant but bad-minded young boy, finds himself in a parallel world where everything seems to be linked with havoc. At first, he thought he was dreaming, that his mind was playing tricks on him. But not until it had dawned on him. Growing up, Daxen believed the world belonged to the strong, because he had always been at the mercy of bullies. Constantly beaten, mocked, and pushed aside, he began to lose faith in kindness. Over time, his heart hardened. He stopped caring. He developed a cold, calculating mindset, one that thrived on revenge. Pain; once something he feared, became something he delivered. Especially to bullies. He started learning how to play smart, how to always pay back, how to get revenge in a cold way. His feelings for when someone is in pain died, since he now draws pleasure in giving pain to bullies. Mercy faded from his heart, replaced with a twisted satisfaction in seeing his tormentors suffer. But something had happened. He had been assessed and was picked to join a force to defend his world. How can someone as bad-minded as he is do that? Still, the choice was made. And now, Daxen must fight. Train. Endure brutal trials to grow stronger, to survive, to rank up and eventually, defend his world, and himself. But the path wasn’t easy. The trials were something else, merciless. The journey tested his very soul. It made him do things, think things, see things that weren’t sensible to any mere being. He had to slay what he never believed existed, to him they were bullies of the bullies and that was what he hated the most. But as he advanced, he changed. With each step he became a better version of what he was, a darker version, some might call it an omen, a bad one. For He became… Read to find out.
Evans_badman · 1.1K Views

Sweet Devil [BL]

“Happy Christmas Eve!” chuckled the old man as he strapped a watch around Misha’s wrist. “Have a nice trip.” The next morning, the 25-year-old Misha woke up with a pounding headache, sore muscles, and strong nausea. In short, the perfect hangover. But when he saw his reflection in the mirror, he soon realized that the pain wasn’t caused by the terrifying amount of alcohol he had drunk the previous day. His body had shrunk. A lot. He didn’t have the time to think too much about it since his mother suddenly erupted in his room - the next day, his sister did the same thing. Mother and sister who had died a long time ago. The old man wasn't crazy. As he had predicted, Misha did travel back in time, just before losing his loved ones. And so, Misha had now one mission: changing the dreadful fate of his mother and sister and sending away his sister’s boyfriend by all means. They had to break up! Like it or not, that man will bring disaster to the family sooner or later. This time, Misha wouldn't fall for that warm smile and those gentle eyes as he knew they were hiding a cold, insensitive personality. However, things weren’t as simple as he thought, and perhaps the sister’s boyfriend was not the enemy. Perhaps, since the beginning, he had everything wrong and knew nothing of his sister. ________________ *The BL will mostly show up in the second and third volumes. It is a very slow romance, so don't expect the protagonist to fall in love quickly. In the first volume, he has too much on his mind to care about love and such. *There will be contents for 18+ in the second and/or third volume. I will put a warning at the beginning of every NSFW chapter. P@treon: https://www.patreon.com/rsvaesen?fan_landing=true
RS_Vaesen · 1.4M Views

Death's incarnate

A lot seemed off about him, his hair color had changed from the usual dark brown to white. It was really confusing, early at school his hair was dark brown, so what happened between the few minutes they were apart. "Dean",Audrey hurried towards him but he raised his left hand up to stop her in her tracks. "Don't come any closer", he whispered underneath his breath, with all that his gaze was on the ground "But-", Audrey tried stepping forward. "Don't", he said raising his head to look at her directly,she could see his face clearly now. At school his iris held a little bit of color but right now,it had non. His eyes were so clear he looked blind. "Dean what's happening to you",Audrey cried in panic. She didn't know what was going on with Dean, what hurt her the most was he didn't want her next to him. How can she help him if she can't get close, but even with that she was still stubborn. Dean was at the far end of his room, bit by bit Audrey covered the gap."It's Time",Dean said trying to play down his emotion, but it could'nt be hidden. "What is Time?", Audrey asked confused walking to him slowly. "Dean you're scaring me". As she tried walking towards him, she felt as tho she was being pushed back, the closer the distance between them,the harder it was for her to come close. "Time for me to go-ah",Dean groan holding his side. “Dean!”, Audrey exclaimed, she increased her pace but the force was strong and the injury she had under her feet didn't make it any better. "He has come", he said letting out a dry cough. "Who has come?",Audrey asked. What is time?who has come?, she asked herself. "Mortem", Dean said with short of breath. . Life has never been good to Audrey, after loosing her parents at a tender age. she works extra and hard to make ends meet, she made a friend. Not long after he to was taken. luck hasn't always been on her side, will she pick herself up and keep pushing, or will she succumb to the bad luck holding her down. note: The cover isn't mine,it was gotten from Pinterest. so I give credit to the artist. Disclaimer: everything written here is based on pure imagination The schools, characters and places are not real
young_daily · 100.9K Views

Creator of the Universe Incarnated as a Commoner

In the grim, industrial city of Ironhaven, Kael lives a quiet life sorting scrap, his true identity as the Absolute Origin, the architect of the universe, a fragmented memory. He possesses an unnerving calm and occasionally exhibits impossible feats of luck or subtle reality manipulation that draw the attention of a disgraced knight, Elara Vane, a cynical street rogue, Jax, and a cursed scholar, Seraphina Bellweather, who senses his profound, ancient power. As Kael’s divine abilities begin to surface more overtly, often in response to direct threats, he goes from an unknown commoner to a figure of awe, terror, and intense scrutiny. He effortlessly neutralizes Sump assassins like Silas Darkharrow and the even more formidable Wraith Hound, dismantles the machinations of the arrogant Master Alchemist Vorlag Krell, and in a cataclysmic display, annihilates an army of monstrous Skitter-Horrors that threaten the city, revealing a glimpse of his true, godlike power before vanishing into a subterranean Sanctum of Origin. His reappearance, now as a "consultant" in Seraphina's shop of magical curiosities, only deepens the mystery. Kael attempts to maintain a facade of detached normalcy, offering cryptic pronouncements and casually manipulating ancient artifacts while his companions (a burgeoning, unconventional group including Elara, Seraphina, and a reluctant Jax) try to understand his motives and the cosmic implications of his presence. Hunted by terrified city authorities like Commander Stern, observed by the now-cautious Sump, and drawing the attention of entities beyond Ironhaven, Kael's journey is one of rediscovering his own nature, the burden of his power, and the reason for his incarnation. Interwoven with epic displays of divine might, intensely choreographed battles, shocking reactions from onlookers, and moments of unexpected (often deadpan) comedy, the story explores themes of overwhelming power, cosmic mystery, fate, and the surprising emergence of human-like connections in an entity beyond mortal comprehension. Each confrontation pushes Kael further towards reclaiming his godhood, with the fate of Ironhaven, and potentially the multiverse, hanging in the balance. The narrative blends thrilling action and god-tier power displays with character-driven emotional arcs and a developing, unconventional harem dynamic.
RSisekai · 11.9K Views

Devil Child

-- IMPORTANT NOTE!! As of April 2025, the author has given her (yes, she's a woman) life to God. She renounces any expressions documented in this novel. All humans are children of God, and although some may be gifted, it makes them no less or more important than another. Matthew 6:33 (KJV) But seek ye first the kingdom of God, and His righteousness; and all these things shall be added unto you. Only God knows the future. Read the Bible. Pray. The end of times are here. -- The future of mankind rests in Noe's hands. Having faced brutal bullying throughout his life, Noe is sent to a boarding school where his luck takes a sudden turn for the fantastical. Planet Earth, 2075. Humanity is hanging by a thread after World War Three rendered the globe inhabitable. With the introduction of angels, demons and realms unknown, will Noe play a hand in saving humanity or let the humans that mistreated him burn beneath his flames? To destroy the World or save it? That is the question. Excerpt: Like a demon of destruction, Noe snaps. His vision blurs and dissipates, scattered like glass beads across cement. When he comes to, he is no longer watching the scene but is at its epicenter, soaking in a pool of purple blood, maroon cadavers strewn across the ground. Every centimeter of the hall is covered in gore - except for Mr. Henderson, whose eyes, wide-blown in astonishment... and horror, are captivated by Noe's neck. Looking down at himself, Noe sees thousands of black feathers have sprouted out from his own flesh. They tingle at the root and shudder as he breathes, as if leaves clinging to a tree in winter. Blood coats his every morsel. Springing his now grey fingertips onto his neck, Noe perceives what feels like the head of a purple hyacinth wrapped around it, its ribbon-like strands interlocking and jetting as if growing from his voice box. Touching his face, porcelain-smooth, painted by blood, marble skin appears unbreakable. It was all for first love. —- Discord: SEP1A#9769 Cover Art: raazu692 | Fiverr
SEP1A · 323.1K Views
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