Novel & Cerita Akira Demon Slayer

insisted the other man then sprinkled me with salt again. Do I look like a demon in their eyes? Do I have a tail and horns that only they can see? "What trouble is this, Ando?" asked an old woman who suddenly approached us. "We found a female demon, Old Remi. Help us get rid of her!" The man called Ando reported to the woman called Old Remi.

They have just returned from the other world to recieve the blessings of the druids before they begin their good good work’ Immediately, the castle door swung open and the crusaders came in. The first of them was Slaemann who in every inch looked the leader of the crusaders. Despite his handsome features and luscious smile, he was a very deadly man when it came to things like wars. In fact, it was him who brought honor to Aberdeen many years ago when he was eighteen by defeating a whole army. He was a vampire, a wolf, and an expert at handling the sword. His confident gait also said that. Thirteen rock-faced men watched belligerently from his back with their swords at the ready.

The lamia holds him down wrapping him with her tail and while coughing, she says- “I thought something was wrong with you… But to this extent. Even your strength is inhuman. You monster.” “I’m not a monster… I’m human…” “Huh? I myself being a monster was gonna get killed by one far worse. What do you mean you’re not one?” “I’M NOT A MONSTER GODDAMMIT!!” Says Akihiko breaking free from the lamia’s grasp and breaking her neck the next instant. The lamia falls down on the ground dead. Few imps fly in through the window with refreshments and get killed by him as well.

She wanted to remind him of their goal from the start, to make him remember the sole purpose of their contract, the sole purpose that she even let him be by her side. “It’s a shame.” Akira muttered while looking at the withered body of the dhampir. Leon looked at her cold demeanor. It was the same look Akira sometimes gives him. A gaze that he couldn't bear to receive. Akira looked at him. “Are you going to join that- what was the name again?... yeah, Slade.” Akira asked, which made Leon taken aback. She heard it. “No.” “Why?” Akira asked once again to Leon’s direct and blunt answer.

Or maybe he had, and I’d been too distracted to notice. “Really bad.” She shook her head. “But the pack’s soldiers are strong enough to fight. Victory often came at a cost; many injured, many casualties. We don’t celebrate when one of us is hurt. And now Akira is dead; no more sorcery for healing.” Akira had healing powers? I’d never heard that before. How strong had Akira been, and what rank? “So you see… the arrival of the omega is a blessing to us.” She smiled at me as if laying out a gift.

Akira couldn’t understand why life had brought her back again to that golden-haired demon. Why hadn’t he come back for her? Why hadn’t he searched for her? Now, he had come just to take her life. She wasn’t going to let him do that. Raiden sighed, no longer trying to fight his inner emotions. He threw his weapon at Akira’s feet, firmly grasping the idea that he couldn’t live if he killed her. “I can’t do it.” Raiden lowered his head guiltily, relaxing his tense shoulders. “Kill me if you choose. Though I can’t kill you.”

“Come ou-“ before I could finish what was going to say his hands grip my hair and tilts my head so we’re face to face. Fuck. I reach my hands up as I simultaneously released a burst of power outwards. Demon powers are only at full strength in the underworld but up here it’s barely even a whisper. But the force that slammed into me and cancelled out my powers told me this Demon was on another level. He was one of the higher station hunters. “Now try not to struggle and let’s just go.” His voice was deep and low like if he was bored and I was an announce. I stay silent, shaking with rage.

Deo, who had been hiding since the plague appeared, patiently waited for the golden opportunity to strike. And, oh, was he bloody lucky. Flavian tackles Deo’s wolf to the ground but it escapes, like a slippery worm, and attempts to run away. But Akira was already a ticking time bomb, and he happened to be so luckily unlucky. He ticked the bomb off. Akira, with all the newfound powers of a demigoddess, explodes with a throat-ripping scream—her eyes on Fenrir and the bloody hole on his body. Peace never seems to come to them.

"Yes! That's it! My blood. My heir." Akira's breath came in short gasps, her chest tightening from the intensity. The power wasn’t a whisper—it roared in her ears, surged through her veins, a thousand voices urging her to unleash chaos, to dominate. She stumbled, clutching her head as fragments of visions crashed into her consciousness—cities crumbling, seas boiling, shadows creeping over the world like an endless night. "Akira!" Kaidën's voice cut through the storm. He fought his way through, blade raised, his eyes locking onto hers with urgency. "You’ve got to let go—it’s feeding on you!"

Freya slammed her hands on the table. "You can't forgive a man who raped your mother and got her pregnant and when she killed the baby to protect her reputation the monster killed her. Don't you dare forgive that maniac" Akira clenched her first as she stared into the eyes of Elias. "I know you're not lying, his words are true, you don't have to shed tears over the news of your killer, you ought to be pissed and in rage in order to take him down for good" Akira sighed.