Shehrax ShahidDjinn Domain is commonly known as Sijjin. Sijjin means Darkest corner of Hell
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Thorn Of Darkness Dinner With Devil
Rameel stood there gazing at the meteor-sized mud ball on its way to destroy the whole clan, the whole Kabila, in mere seconds. But suddenly he seemed not troubled by their doom. Like he need not worry about them but himself at the moment. Rameel turned his back towards the House he honors, his family, and his dear friends. He smiled and spun on his leg and sat down on the ground. "Traps? What a pain, I hate people who like to do tricks and not face their opponent head-on. You see I am not a guy who likes playing games, I seek to end war before it's even begun." He said while looking at the snow beneath him as if he was talking to another man. He covered his right hand with metal, "Metal Creation Prodigy: The Black Metal." He said, and punched through the snow and ground itself. He tightened his grip on something like he had found something buried down there. And pulled his hand out, and the ground busted open as Rameel stood up and pulled a man from the ground. He was a skinny man,
Thorn Of Darkness Ruthless Man In A Ruthless World
In the Djinn Domain, power meant strength. It doesn't matter how rich you are or how many people know you, the only thing that matters is how many you can kill. No one cares about how funny your jokes are or who your father is, you make your name in the underworld by your ability, speed, and strength. If you are so fat that you can't walk, you are food, if you don't train your body to be strong and can't bear pain, you are dead meat, if you don't stand on your word, you are dead. In Djinn Domain, killing, selling human meat, and human trafficking along with running shows like throwing some humans with soft skin in the arena and watching them getting eaten alive were some main businesses. There are butchers and others too. The humans who were in this business and had good physics were called Soliden and those who were weak and pathetic and hid until someone didn't find and sell them or eat them are called, well they aren't called anything they don't even deserve a name.Abban entered
Thorn Of Darkness The Soliden's Rebel Army
Ivar stood before a mountain cave, probably waiting for someone to permit him to enter because the cave was open and he was still standing in the Crimson sunlight. A man came out from the cave, "You can go now." Ivar rushed into the cave, the cave wasn't normal from the inside. It looked more like an army camp; camps and guards everywhere; there were a lot of white, red, and black tents. These three colors were the ones that the Soliden Army used in their flag and uniforms. White for justice that they fight for, red for blood that will be shed, and black for the future, because they didn't know what the future holds for them. There in between all those camps was a huge wood room, it was made with huge logs of trees and had a door, unlike other cloth tents. Ivar knocked on the door. A man with red hair opened the door, "Come in." There was a round table around which a total of 6 people were seated including the red-haired man, with a big beard and blue eyes. All of them were masculine
Thorn Of Darkness Zayan The Dark Soul
Abban was once again bathing in fresh blood, standing on corpses that he probably slaughtered. It was hard to count because they scattered their limbs all over the room. Walls painted with blood, Zayan opened the door only to find another one of Abban's slaughterhouses, and it was the third room that he had found on his way. He was looking for any survivors so he could add to his count, but all he found were limbs scattered in the entire building. "You killed the whole crew, that's like 24 Solidens," He said with anger, "I told you to leave some for me, and we agreed that we would divide, the job I was on was too small, only 3 there were." Abban turned back and eyed him. Zayan lightened up, "Whatever, this was the last job in the pool. So, how many of the total did you kill, my count is 19?" Abban passed through the door, "I don't count bugs I step on." Zayan frowned, "The Silent Reaper talked," Zayan rushed behind him, but suddenly a Soliden swung his sword but Zayan ducked before i
Thorn Of Darkness Shut Up And Follow Me
After a long sleep, Zayan woke up, it was daytime, and the red-blooded sun was shining in the sky. Zayan looked around to find Abban but, he was nowhere to be seen. Anny was cleaning the floor, where Abban had slept. She was sitting and brushing the blood off the ground with a wet cloth. Zayan became curious, 'What the hell is up with her? She isn't afraid of us; people die of a heart attack just by laying eyes on Abban. And she said that he stinks and now she is cleaning his room. Could it be?' He frowned and stood up instantly, he took a blade off the wall and placed it on her neck, Anny fell backward with sudden shock and fear, her eyes filled with fear of death. She started shaking to the bones. "You are a spy, aren't you?" Anny felt not only fear but, her life flashing before her eyes, 'I'm going to die, and he is going to kill me.' "What do you think you are doing?" Abban jumped in through the window, "She must be a spy, that's why she is staying quietly here, she isn't even a S
Thorn Of Darkness Climbing The Blood Wall
Zayan looked at Woodwraith, "Why would you try to slay yourself?" Abban looked at Zayan, "They have speech but they can't get pronouns right." The Woodwraith said with an idiotic tone, "She will kill it and eat the Sofitel." Abban ran forward before Woodwraith could see him, he jumped on his head and took him by his horns before anyone could comprehend what was going on, Abban Buried Woodwraith's head down in the ground, and broke his left horn. Abban backed down, and Woodwraith stood up, "You are angry." He yelled and elongated his right hand to punch Abban, but before his fist could make contact, Abban ducked down and stabbed his hand with the horn that he had taken off from his head. Woodwraith's hand started bleeding but, before it could touch Abban, he jumped away. The thing coming from his hand wasn't blood, it was lava. Djinns have lava surging through their body. Just before Woodwraith called his hand back, red lava touched the ground, burning it. "I know you are strong and all
Thorn Of Darkness The Eighth Hellguard; Zephyrclaw
Anny hung with the arrow, Abban took the rope off from the arrow that was attached to the wall, and then he took another arrow and tied rope with it, then shot the arrow just a few feet down from the chamber of Zephyrclaw. Abban was about to start climbing when they saw blue eyes looking down on them from up there. That thing looked at them for a second then backed down to its chamber, "At last someone came, I was just about to die of boredom." Zephyrclaw thought to himself before he sat down on his throne like chair a few stairs up. Abban started climbing the wall, "Looks like I was right," Zayan sighed. When Abban reached the arrow he stood on it and grabbed the window's bottom side and pulled himself up. That's when he laid eyes on the Eighth Hellguard, Zephyrclaw. His body was wrapped around with zinc and blue colored cloths; even his mouth was covered with a scarf, blue fire coming from his head. He had four hands and no legs, only rags in place of legs floating in the air. He wa
Thorn Of Darkness Gandasa
"You survived that! You are the strongest humans I have ever met, no one in the past made me use this much Djinn force." Abban stood up straight and took out something from the back of his robe, it was as big as Zephyr's sword, maybe even bigger but it wasn't a sword for its handle was 5 feet long and a big axe-like head, a weapon in ancient times used by great warriors, Gandasa. Abban always had it but, never used it on humans, it was big and only a foot of handle was visible when he had it in his robe. Gandasa, a legendary weapon and a fearsome one, not everyone can use it for its heavy and too big to swing around. Zayan's face lightened up, "I knew he would use that, I was waiting for it." Abban held Gandasa with both hands, not from the handle but from its head; Zephyr seemed confused and surprised by the shape of the weapon because he had never seen anything like that in his life. He floated a few feet towards Abban, the second Abban came in his range he swung his sword and trie
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