Butcher Demon Vol 00 Chp 92

Butcher who cannot intercede.

I got off the hammock.

The stimulation of the damp soil and cold pebbles on the soles of my feet was pleasant.

A large praying mantis brought me my apron. Oh, thank you.

As I put the apron around my neck, I turned around to see several large spiders picking up the unconscious Titania covered in semen out of the hammock. They were wrapping her in new white cloth (?) and holding her. The giant insects seemed to be taking care of her.

These giant insects seemed to be the allies of Titania and me.

Or maybe they are serving her. She appears to be their important figure.

Who is Titania exactly?

Is she the princess of the insects?

I need to refresh my memory a little bit.

First, Titania, …….

Well, there she is.

She’s limp and tired because of me, but she’s there.

I have waited so long for this day.

Day after day, I am beaten with a club, whipped, and forced to rape, fed dry and tasteless food, not given proper clothing, forced to look at my disgusting appearance in the mirror.

I was dragged around like livestock, and when I went out on the streets, I was looked at as if I were filth, and when I went out on the battlefield, I was targeted by a bunch of humans. Even the aliens, who are supposed to be my comrades in arms, treat me like a dog, and I’m put on the front line without any proper support. It was as if I was being told, “Just go in there and die, butcher” that’s my job. The only place I belonged was in the prison.

Even in that prison, I was feared, cursed, and rejected even by the women who were supposed to be kind to me. I had no choice but to force them down and make them feel good, but in the end, they just became unresponsive like a broken doll. None of them accepted me, and none of them were grateful.

For years, I have not even been able to learn the name of Titania, my only source of emotional support, and every time I go to see her, I am shown the cruel sight of the woman I love being raped in front of me while I am crucified. I’m terrified that the next time I go to the cell, she won’t be there, or that she’ll still be in a terrible state, or that she’ll be more injured.

Those hellish days make me feel like I’m losing my mind.

Everything is the past now.

We are free!!

The cheers of the beasts shook the trees.

The forests were blessing me with their buzzing and rustling.

The feeling of liberation was so refreshing that I felt the magma of rage and anger begin to rise up in me.

You aliens. …….

I hate the humans at the Fort, but right now I hate the aliens more.

I hate them. I hate them. I hate them.

How dare they use my Titania as a plaything for the Butcher! ……

I’m going to eradicate them first.

I’ll devour them all and burn them to the ground.

I’ll wipe the evidence of their existence off the face of the earth. —-

My shout shook the night.

It was so furious that even the moon in the night sky hid behind the clouds in fear.


A faint voice tickled my ears.

I looked and saw a shriveled, animal-eared kid at the base of a nearby tree trunk.

The clouds drifted and the moonlight fell to the ground. Illuminated by the blue light, she was already stripped of her clothes, exposing her pure white, smooth skin, hugging her knees and trembling a little.

It was the Butcher’s offering. Maybe it’s a gift for me and Titania.

That’s very thoughtful of you, bugs. Now I was in the mood to fuck and eat aliens, whatever they are…

A growl tumbled from my throat as I pounded the Butcher’s killing intent into the quivering offering in front of me.

The vertically split eyes looked straight back at me.

Innocent, round eyes.

There is no sign of fear in them.

It looks delicious…….

No, no, no.

Isn’t That Ferris? What are you doing here?

Why are you naked?


As I walk up to Ferris, whose face is pale and trembling, I try to search my memory

but no. It’s too hard to connect the memories from the last scene where Titania is being violated by the Butcher.

I must have been really angry.

The Butcher’s memory is not so good, but it’s not so bad that it forgets everything that happened a few days ago. Although I has a momentary loss of memory, it’s only for a few minutes. I think I was so angry that I forgot myself.

Of course, I was. Even now, just thinking about it makes my guts boil over.

I let out a thick breath of air from the murderous energy swirling in the pit of my stomach. A puff of steam erupted from my shoulder.

I stood in front of Ferris.

She was truly naked, sitting on the ground looking up at me. Her lips were blue and her face was lifeless. In a word, she looks weak, as if she is about to die.

Why? She looks like my old partner who didn’t get a meal for two weeks during an infiltration mission in enemy territory. People really do turn into zombies when they starve.

Perhaps it’s because of all the bugs around us.

They surround Ferris as if they were watching a prisoner. It’s a big beetle with a very aggressive-looking jaw. It has very long antennae, so it is probably a beetle.

Anyway, being naked and having several giant beetles pressing their fangs and horns against you… well, that’s kinda scary.

And it’s cold. It’s almost winter. it must be cold with your thin body. You’re not even wearing any underwear.

I don’t think it’s possible, but did you get gang-raped by the bugs?

I glance down at her crotch. Looks clean. All right. She’s still a virgin.

–No, no, no they’re bugs. It’s probably a different form of rape, like an egg implanted in her skin or a parasite in her internal organs, or something much worse.

I was starting to get really worried.

I reach out to check out Ferris’s body.


Ferris loosened her cheeks as if relieved and tried to take my hand.

The next moment…


I heard a sound, and Ferris’ face shook.

Before I knew it, Titania was standing next to me, and she was tugging on Ferris’ cheek.

Titania had wrapped the white cloth around her body like she would a bath towel. Her face was very angry.

“○●◎☆〓〒▲Jibodan! Gevaudan§◎★〆※#〓◎■#★◎”




Titania was shouting at Ferris with a rather harsh word, and she was responding her with fear.

What, what’s going on?


Ferris mentioned my name again.

Titania’s eyes sharpened and she raised her arms.

Ferris squeezes her eyes shut and hides her fox ears with her hands.


Just before she acts. Titania looked back at me with a dumbfounded expression.

I grabbed her arm to make her stop.

For some reason, the insects around me were buzzing at this.

Squeaking, buzzing, crunching, rattling.

The bugs are upset. Interesting.

I’m not sure what’s going on here, but I don’t think violence is the way to go. I don’t know if I can say this but It’s not looking good at all.

So what I’m trying to say is, Titania, You’re a lovely young lady, and you shouldn’t be so rough and abusive. I want you to smile with your hands folded in front of you, your arms clasped tightly around your breasts, emphasizing them. And only when we have sex, get wild as if you are a different person. It’s more energizing that way.

Besides, Ferris probably hasn’t done anything wrong. From our past relationship, I know that she is a good person at heart.

I’m sorry to intercede without knowing what’s going on. I’m sure it’s a misunderstanding.

But I couldn’t speak, so I kept grabbing her arm until she relaxed.

Then, Titania’s face became so sad that I could almost hear the sound effect of a her gasp, and she began to pout.

“§△,◇&〒◎□, Ji…..Jibodan……fu, fue……”

Ferris began to cry, wheezing …….


Titania also began to cry.

“En…… fuee……”

“hic…… *sob*……hic……”


Two pretty crying noises echos in a dangerous forest full of giant insects.

…… Lydia.

…… Where is Lydia? …… Can someone bring Lydia to me? ……

Confused, I looked up at the night sky and saw the brown girl’s cheeky smile on the full moon.

Butcher Demon

Butcher Demon

Butcher demons: Women writhing in the immense pleasure of the beast who vows revenge, and my personal goddess, 屠殺鬼 ~復讐を誓うケダモノの絶倫セックスに悶える女たちと、僕だけの女神さま~
Score 7.8
Status: Ongoing Type: Author: , Released: 2020 Native Language: Japanese
There is an ugly beast that violates women in prison. A treacherous beast that is feared and called a “Butcher”. That’s me. I was once a human but now I can’t even remember my own name. I can’t speak, and I don’t understand a word they say. It is in this deep loneliness that I am pouring my essence into the women everyday. I pour my burning rage into them. Over and over again, until they conceive. From morning till night. Until the women’s souls withered. To show them that I’m an excellent stallion and an obedient domestic animal. But my soul has not perished yet. I will break free from this prison soon. And when I do, it will be your last. Every human who betrayed me, every demon who altered me, I will trample down like an ant. And it won’t stop until I’m satisfied. The dawn of the beast is near.



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