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[Rewrite] Chapter 7: The Unorthidox Path

The white horizon folded shut behind her. The smell of old stone, dust, and stale incense slid back into Hannya’s lungs. She exhaled a long, tired sigh.

‘Sixty minutes of diminishing returns.’

Left Direction had talked like a broken fountain, flowing and endless. Broad news at first, then nothing but lovers! Lovers fleeing in elopement. Lovers betraying for power or pleasure. Lovers dying for one another. All from his unblinking, front-row vantage point. Not theory or rumor....

[Rewrite] Chapter 6: Observer’s Boon

Left Direction froze, golden iris tightening. What was this little devil asking?

‘Her ancestral knowledge is incomplete!’ he decided. Only ignorance would let a newborn six-star stroll in and request a system.

Very well. If she was walking blind, he would, purely out of public service, and not at all out of loneliness, put a lantern in her hand to guide her path!

“The answer is no, little Hannya,” Left said, swaying once in the air like a headshake. “Even some arch...

[Rewrite] Chapter 5: A Devil Name

Silence laid over the observatory. Right Direction kept stealing nervous glances at her Master. Choosing the girl had been her suggestion. A foreign actor, a supreme vessel, one with sharp theories about futures that could have been and plans to implement them, ‘FF projects’ she would call them.

Right felt that a ranking like ‘FF’ didn’t do the girl's ingenuity the right amount of justice. To her, those ideas were the perfect addition to flip the chessboard of Neel, adding the...

Side Story Amount Poll

Hello readers!

I hope all of you are doing well! This is the first inaugural poll for content until the rewrite is finished. The release date of Heart Devil's next volume will be dependent on the votes in this poll!

I want to know how many side stories for this volume you readers want to see. The lore/world building drop will happen every Sunday(or sat) and I'm thinking of doing side stories for Wednesdays(if low) or Tuesdays and Thursdays(if high).

The result will directly...

Devil Lore: Stars, Wishes, and Status

I. What are Stars and Wishes:

Devils are born with black five pointed stars on the body; the number of stars are dependent on the quality of the core possessed, the higher the cores chaotic energy capacity, the more wishes available. They function as a soul-level reservoir of chaotic life force that can be burned to enforce a wish. 

• Example: In Hannya’s case, the six black stars map to six wishes and the world treats that as a ‘Supreme’ tier.&...

  2025-09-21 11:46:48 +0000 UTC View Post

[Rewrite]Chapter 4: Abnormal Mark

“So,” Left broke the quiet. “I heard you were just born. Happy birthday.”

Tavja inclined her head. “Thank you. You heard it from the request?”

“Haha, Yes,” he said, a thin laugh in the syllable. “The audience request made that clear.”

She nodded again. “Then you know why I am here.”

“Indeed, indeed…” he said. The laugh came back, a little nervous this time.

An awkward silence stretched out for a few breaths.

“Well, since you ...

[Rewrite] Chapter 3: Promised Wish

Tavja froze, plate in hand, the smile dying at the corners of her mouth.

‘Fuck! That’s right! I’m in a devil temple…’

Not from a union birth. But a ritual bowl. The old method. From essence gathered from the lower races desires; condensed, refined, offered up until a supreme infant surfaces from the black sleep.And of course… the temple’s owner would be watching a successful spawn.

‘S-she saw the stars on my back. If she tries to collar me with a contract-’...

[Rewrite] Chapter 2: Rebirth

Deep underground, in a cavern large enough to shelter a two-story house, a small temple waited in the dark. The architecture was old, it could be considered a fossil if the cavern dirt added a second layer, its lines were stubborn and simple, refusing the centuries that had swept past. Dust lay in quiet drifts across everything it could claim.

At the center stood an altar that demanded the room’s attention. Twelve feet long, ten wide, with stone steps that invited ceremony, it rose fr...

[Rewrite]Chapter 0: Ruin

Rain hushed the countryside, a steady veil that flattened color and mood alike. Far from the city and its attention, an old mansion sat sagging and silent. Deep inside the ruined hall, four figures stood amongst the dust and rot.

Three seemed to be human. The fourth, a silver-haired elf in a light green dress trimmed in gold, a twine necklace at her throat bearing a wooden pendant that breathed a faint blue glow. She crouched beside her hovering staff and traced white sigils in clean, i...

Epilogue 2: Mainland Neel

Neels Mainland, Gammorrah occupied border.

One week after Tax Day, six months after Sodom bent the knee, and a year to the day since Corrine signed her tongue and soul away to Hannya, the border tent settled with a quiet calm.

Canvas walls were filled with writings of route sigils and inventory marks. A table of blackened oak held the relief map of the battle front. Twelve chalked rings circled the Gate of Hellnia like ripples in a lake. Every town and village inside those rings w...

Epilogue 1: Hellnia

One week after Tax Day. Sweet Oasis.

Sweet Oasis cooled under the setting sun, lanterns hanging heavy and bleeding warm light across the crystal clear pools across the natural resort. Inside the Temple of Gula, silks sagged in a comfortable coil and incense curled in lazy ribbons. On the cushioned throne, Gula lay half-sprawled, her eye lids low with a pleasant daze that follows a gluttonous meal. Her avatar had gorged itself on essence of gluttony laced with primal desire to strike at ...

Ending of Vol 1 and Future Plans(POSSIBLE SPOILERS)

Hello to all readers and devil enjoyers! I just wanted thank all that kept up with the story until the end and I hope the ending was satisfying for the next volumes release.

Now that we have come to the end, the content will be different for a short while. For the next month or so I will be taking the time to rewrite the first half of the story. There are style, tone, and plot changes I'd like to make for a better overall experience for new and rereaders! I will also occasionally be add...

Chapter 117: Love Conquers All!

Cashmere and the Fate Devil slipped into a hidden service corridor, a passage most blueprints pretended didn’t exist. The air was cool and still, the singular sound of footfalls was the only noise making low echoes throughout the silent path.

A hundred paces in, Cashmere’s pulse finally slowed enough for his curiosity to shine through the dark hall. “Businessman,” he asked the devil ahead of him, “how long has this tunnel been under the temple?”

The devil’s chuckle b...

Chapter 116: True Love <3

Hannya worked without hurry, but not slowly either. Her pace was the practiced movements of someone who’s set traps and also learned to step out of them just as smoothly. She hovered her palm over the large thorn rooted beneath Vainglory’s collarbone and wrote a neat collection of sigils in the air with a finger.

These sigils glowed stranger than normal scripts. They inverted, swallowing the dimness and returning a resulting keyword. Each mark locked cleanly into the next until a sm...

Chapter 115: Observe and Report

The sound echoed through the observatory like an eager doorbell. On the far wall, a new, very large screen the Observer conjured up from nothing hummed to life. The white text written over pale pink banners; the system’s neat rows scrolling up the newly made television.

Right Direction sat forward in her smaller recliner, fists clenched on the armrests, white knuckled and restless. The chair adjusted three clicks lower while her eyes tracked every line as the feed updated.

2025-08-28 07:16:55 +0000 UTC View Post

Chapter 114: The Spiraling Path

The Supreme blood answered first, flaring to life. Every stroke she modified lit up, starting from the inside and carried the glow down into the very next. The five points of the new grand array took the light and shared it evenly, not just as power and law, but as story, a narrative will that tells the abyss what to be until the abyss believed it.

Hannya closed her eyes in silent prayer. Her hum of madness returned, softer now, more steady, the wrong cadence flowed smooth by the consta...

Chapter 113: Ancestral Knowledge

Hannya’s voice slid into a soft, steady rhythm that pricked the air the wrong way, the same cracked cadence old devils remembered from older disasters.

Red thread, red thread, tie down what’s mine
Dead thread, dead thread, choke out what’s thine
If love won’t answer, then the silence will do
I’ll close every throat that whispers ‘not for you’

See the bloom, ring the bell, and let the petals fall shut
No vows now, no dawn, just a kiss by a cru...