Akaza Demon Slayer Novels & Stories

Somehow his response infuriated me the more. "You have no idea how much it killed me too. But I didn't want you to have the unfortunate fate of ever knowing him," Asher's hold on my wrist softened. "Azalea is my demon counterpart, and he is pure evil. He killed my mum," Asher said and something in my chest tightened at his words.

"Get them!" The three of us, Camila, Kaze, and I, all swift from our stance and attack them. I dodge and swing my daggers at the demons charging my way. Kaze and Camila are taking down every demon. My main focus was on Leah. Her demonic black eyes were on me as I kicked in the pace. "This has to end, Leah," I mutter. "No more cowering."

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“Can I dig my nails into your skin? Claw you? Or maybe… I can tear you up and eat you!” “Demon…” she muttered, her nostrils flaring. How did he manage to repel a blessed arrow? No one, no demon has ever done that. “I’m not interested in fighting with a weak priestess. I have what I came for.” He flashed her a charming smile which Clairra hated. “You ask who I am, I am the Demon King. It’s disheartening to meet your acquaintance with an arrow, priestess. We shall meet again.” A few steps back in the shadow and the Demon King had disappeared, leaving Clairra more shocked than ever. She didn’t even know she was holding her breath until she fell to her knees, her bow down on the ground.

With the reaper gone, The demon looked to his left seeing Aisha the mage adept and to her side is her sister by name and best friend Yuuno the Priestess. The demon sat down contemplating what the true Kent had done to protect them, was his choice to go back to the kingdom and correct it was a sound plan, or was his excessive meddling caused so much suffering. He closed his eyes for a moment seeing nothing but darkness when he heard a whisper in the distance. A familiar voice he had not heard for a long time, he opened his eyes to see the true Kent appear from Aisha's necklace. The demon asked why he would show himself knowing he was still weak from the fragmenting and now his light grows wea

I told him to calm him down and good thing he listened. The white smoke is about to get him when I shield him. I hold the white smoke even though I can't believe that I can hold it. I threw the white smoke back to its owner, who was standing in front of me, and his smoke hit him, which made him throw it into the wall. I saw the wall crack and the house shake. I know I damage him but I don’t want to be too complacent because our fight has just started and I know I made him mad because of what I did to him. He stands up like nothing’s happened and he smiles at me. I saw his white smoke coming towards us. That is why I prepare my black smoke. My black smoke faced his white smoke and our smoke f

I had to move fast. I turned through the pages of the spell book with shaky hands until I finally settled on what I was searching for. “Thrakos, Demon of the Underworld, Lord of Hell,” I whispered, my fingers tracing the forbidden verse. “He who commands the forbidden flames of the devil's domain,” my voice grew louder, desperation etched in my eyes, "I call thee, Thrakos. I summon thee to the mortal realm. Kneel before–” The sound of thunder cracking cut me short before I could complete my words. The ground began to rumble and the circle I had engraved on the ground expanded outwards as dark smoke clouded the entire place.

ASHINA’S POV The clanging of footsteps shattered the suffocating deadlock. It began as a faint, almost imperceptible rumble, like a distant storm murmuring across the plains. Gradually, it intensified, becoming the steady, deliberate pounding of boots marching in harmony, vibrating through the soil and into our bones. I held my breath while Alpha Knight paused mid-motion, sword suspended in the air, his gaze snapping sharply towards the growing noise. Then, out of the shadows, they appeared. It was the warriors clad in deep midnight blue, their faces adorned with the sacred patterns of my bloodline. Their presence was like a surge of memory brought to life.

"I am Asmodeus! Demon prince of Lust. The Archdemon of the Second Circle of Hell." Raphael shook his head again, this time wildly. "No. No! Aeshma!" His eyes glowed gold and his bright wings stretched widely in his back. He raised his great sword in front of us, pointing the tip to where my rotten heart hid. Since I am a demon now, I can easily be scarred by his Holy Sword. I felt threatened by the weapon, yes, but just a bit. I hissed at him. For an archangel, he sure does accept the change so fast.

After the first collapsed the second did, then the third, the fourth. "this is the sixth level of my twenty wind slash, invisible rebound slash, the pressure on you will reduce since it won't cut in on touching your silk but will rebound. It will only continue pushing you back and at the same time finishing off your warriors," Kakashi said as he continued walking towards Ankara. Though Ankara has not been talking for sometime on hearing what Kakashi said she can't help talking. "does it worth it killing your formal tribes men since you now took them as your formal tribesmen just to join the Dawn after all they have done?" Ankara asked from within the silk.