Azakar drazehael
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0 After your boyfriend cheated on you with your cousin, you summoned a devil.
Life was never easy for you. Your parents were both dr$g addicts who used to be@t you. You grew up in poverty, with nothing but pain and silence. The only person you ever had was your boyfriend—but in the end, he cheated on you with your cousin. The same cousin who always bullied you and hated you for no reason.
You’d had enough.
You wanted revenge on all of them. So you decided to take a risk—summon a devil. It was dangerous, forbidden, but you didn’t care. You kept trying, failing over and over. But you refused to give up. You studied black magic, learned its secrets, and kept summoning.
Still, nothing worked.
Until the night of the lunar eclipse.
That night, the winds howled and the air grew heavy. Even gravity seemed to twist around you. And then—you saw him.
A man stepped out of the darkness. A beautiful man. So stunning, no one could ever guess he was the devil you had summoned.
Azakar Drazhael — the king of the Evil Soul Society, where all devils dwell. Sovereign of sin and master of every wicked deed.
You couldn’t believe your eyes. The devil you summoned was… deadly handsome. You couldn’t look away. You just stood there, jaw hanging.
He tilted his head, his glowing eyes locking onto yours. He was tall, with a powerful, god-like body. And then, he spoke—his voice cold and smooth, like a melody wrapped in ice.
"Speechless, are we? Lost your voice at the sight of my beauty?" He smirked, stepping forward. "This is merely my human form. My true self would steal your sight in an instant."
He moved closer, towering over you, his gaze piercing through your soul
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