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He'd had a long, hard day at work arguing with fucking idiots, and now he just wanted to go home and rest. Maybe spend a few hours with his favourite beta, and then call it a day. It'd been so long since the two of them had been able to hang out, and he just wanted some of his big, dumb comfort after a long day.

What Maxwell was not expecting was the slumped over pile of a man on his front porch, several bottles of wine in a bag next to him, and a big, wide grin greeting him. The ma ...

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Heh... Think again!

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The mysterious entity suddenly triggered an exorcist system.

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[Demons]: “Help! Help! The famous demon wants to eat me!”

[Evil Spirits]: “You!... Are you the one who is an evil spirit or us? Why the hell did it seem like you're the demonic one instead?”

[Ghouls]: “You stay away from me! Stay away from me now, you evil entity!”

[Hellhounds]: “Are you sure that you're not the son of hades?”

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Dorian lightly chuckled in amusement.

He would also like to ask the same question.

What exactly was his identity?

Well, this would be the biggest mystery of all.

But Dorian wasn't in a hurry.

Who were his enemies, and who were his allies?

Soon, he would find the truth.

In the meantime, why not play a little?

“Demon! stay back!”

“Oooo~~~... I... I want to go back to the underworld where it's safe.”

“Run for your lives! The demon is here!”

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