A Demon's Fate 소설 & 이야기

It's like he was duped. “Do you know what happens to people who're cursed?” "What?" “If you can't stop your best friend from doing those evil things, do you know what will happen to him? He'll be thrown to hell and be a demon disciple. It can't be helped. He, himself just made it worst. He just can't control his soul anymore. He's still alive because he doesn't care about the feelings of others. He never cared if he could save someone's life or not. That's why he ended up killing people."

"You don’t have a say at this point. Do it or your emotions will blow us up." I took a deep breath and puffed on the cigarette in my hand. "Are you sure the demons helping us are really on our side?" "Yes. Those are my demons. My life is tied to them. If I die, they die. And if they betray me, they will perish, never to return except with the lost soul in the depths of hell." "Those souls that you take — the unworthy ones, the unwanted — where do they end up?" "Pits of hell. The hottest part of hell. They will burn for eternity, and they will feel every bit of it. Their souls will never die, will never be reborn." He answered, and I swallowed hard.

Now that I knew about his wickedness, the slightest change in his emotion scared me to death. “Let me go!” I shivered with my eyes closed. “I’ll forgive you for what you did and won’t send any priests after you. What I can’t do is continue a relationship with a demon. I am begging you to spare my life. You’ll find a better woman than me.” “Do you even know what a demon is, Cass?” Desmond asked rather calmly. “A fallen angel, Satan’s minion, the foulest creature on Earth,” I answered with shut eyelids.

"Perhaps a Raum or Dragonid demon I might have had luck killing, but summoning a Greater Demon, a demon that had existed before the birth of Hunters, infact a child of Lilith and Lucifer, was unthinkable among Hunters, but I was so desperate to prove a point to the Caucus, my mom, and Hunters at large, that one faithful night when my mother was out, I stole a couple of her spellbooks, a box of chalk and a Celestial Blade, and went up to my room. I locked the door and drew a Pentacle, then proceeded to perform a demon-raising ceremony. It was so powerful, summoning a Greater Demon, that it split our house in two and reduced it to rubble. "Suprisingly enough, I survived. And there Aosoth sat,

Their eyes glowed with an otherworldly light, and their movements were swift, almost too fast to track. The air crackled with energy as the newcomers launched their attack. The demon forces, though vast and well-prepared, were thrown into disarray as the eight demons tore through their ranks with ruthless efficiency. The palace, once a symbol of vampire power, was transformed into a battlefield of chaos and bloodshed.

Pacing furiously, Lucas snarled, "Even if she's pregnant, her wolf is wounded. The pup would be born pathetically weak. No matter what, that pup doesn't get to live." His voice was icy and sharp, cutting into my ears like death's whisper. My back slid slowly down the wall as my mind went blank, my consciousness flickering on the edge of collapse. Before anyone could find me, I stumbled back to my place in a daze, shooing away the maids. I couldn't let them see me in this state, crying and completely falling apart. Apparently, the man I believed was my savior three years ago—Lucas—was actually the demon who cast me into the abyss. Every ounce of suffering I endured was because of him.

Alpha Charles sighed, making all of us suck in deep breaths. Witches? Was this what my mother had been trying to warn me about at school? The blood from her eyes? Did that mean she knew someone was going to die? “What about the demon thought?” Cameron asked, his brows drawn. “Why would they just throw at demon here and then leave? Demons combust upon dying, their souls returning to the depths of hell where they were born. There was no trace of whomever they killed anywhere! Then what message did they even want to send if we couldn’t even find out who they killed?”

Jett countered. Arthur shook his head. "No, Xavier has been obscene to die!" Jett's heart sank. "What?" "A forbidden romance between a lycan and a Demon brought a half-breed to the world. Furious about this betrayal, the goddess, who has a thing against demons was disappointed with her creation, and out of impulse, she cursed this half-breed to suffer the sins of his parents, caging his demon side, restraining the beast that craved blood. That restrained demon was meant to suck him dry from the inside till there was nothing left of him till the day that curse breaks, that side would be unleashed to the world and act on revenge, and mankind would be in danger. Either way, he is going to die"

“Should I take a whip? An oath, you beast!” The demon growled deeper, baring his fangs, but I squeezed my arm, making it clear that he was about to get a sock in the jaw instead of fresh bodies, and he finally submitted. “I swear on the blood and power of my kin that this night, I shall not harm the one who has summoned me.” “And?” “And I shall not harm anyone except for those he orders me to.” “Until...” “Until I leave this world!” The demon was furious; red sparks appeared on his wolf fur, his skull gleaming with reflected moonlight. Had I forgotten that part of the oath, he would have found a way to use it against me. Demons are masters when it comes to such things.

They eagerly waited to see who next would be hauled before the Blood Demon and what would happen to them. Some were let off with a slap on the wrist. Others banished after losing all their titles and lands. More found themselves relegated to the palace’s dungeons to either be lost forever down there or to die later. The last few, the Blood Demon, believed he had to witness them leaving this mortal coil to go on with their lives elsewhere. Leaving everything here unfinished, hoping they would do better with a second chance wherever they went from here.