Archdemon Demon Souls 소설 & 이야기

She seemed to be out cold, and his stomach knotted as he thought of how she might react when she woke. Sighing, he nuzzled his face into her neck, breathing in her beautiful scent. He hadn't known it would happen this way, but he was glad she was finally his, even if she didn't know it yet. It would take time, but the darkness would become a part of her, until she was as strong as he was now, a full 'Shadowsouled', as the few of her kind that knew of their existence called them. Her former kind, he corrected, smiling and wrapping his arms tighter around her. He'd grow stronger from his too, much stronger, and some of that power would flow through to his brothers in turn, and their cousins, t

***HoGuo Temple*** Even from a distance, the entrance of HoGuo Temple was visible in all it’s glory. It was not grand in terms of luxury but more of splendour in terms of heritage it represents over the centuries. Legend has it that this temple was once a home to the gods which lived on Earth during their trials and the descendants of those gods would come to this temple to pay homage to their ancestors. This temple is also said to have artifacts locked away which used to belong to those very gods and goddesses of old. However those artifacts are not open to the public eye and the monks that reside in the temple have never revealed any of it’s secrets. Many have tried to break into the templ

It wasn't like she would know he was picturing her as someone else while he had his way with her anyway. Over his mental struggle Asher got out of bed and took a quick shower. Throwing on only a robe he headed downstairs grabbing himself a drink before Amanda arrived. He hoped the alcohol would take some of the edge off so he could enjoy himself as much as possible as he used another woman to drown his sorrows over his long lost love. Asher was on drink three when his doorbell rang. "Come on in." Asher called not bothering to get up. Amanda didn't take any time sauntering in. Giving Asher a mischievous grin she removed her jacket revealing the black lace lingerie she had on underneath.

They saw her alone, easy, and they moved in like starving wolves. Fornication. One of mankind’s proudest talents. Now she sits there, curled in sorrow. And for some damn reason, a thought slithers through my mind: Maybe I should cheer her up. Ridiculous. I’m Paimon. Demon King. Ninth Circle Prince. I strip souls bare and feed them to nightmares. My joy is in their screams—not their smiles. But… I know her weakness. Food. I sat beside her, snapped my fingers, and summoned a burger with my Demonic Energy—three thick patties, lettuce, tomato, bacon, and enough grease to clog a mortal's soul.

He pulled off his shirt. The vibrio vibrated, energy seemed to gather around the teenager, and a high-pitched call echoed through the room. The supernatural sound slid into Stralath's brain—a seductive intrusion. "Angels." Coco gasped. "I hear angels." To Stralath, it sounded more like the call of a sea creature. Like the whale sounds, he'd studied. But he understood the beauty. His heart warmed at the choir in his head, and his muscles relaxed as a gill opened on Bobby's neck. From the opening, four glowing lures unfolded like sprouting shoots. They danced as they unwinded, and a bioluminescent blue glow lit up the walls.

[Soul Forge (Epic Rank): This forbidden art grants the user dominion over the souls of the recently departed, twisting their essence into loyal, obedient undead warriors. Soul Reaping: The user has the power to gather the souls of the departed, adding them to their arsenal of spectral warriors. The number of souls required to summon a warrior depends on strength and type. Spirit Bonding: Through an intricate ritual, the user can bind these souls to a chosen weapon or armour, imbuing them with otherworldly energy. Phantom Conjuring: By channelling their will through the bound weapon or armour, the user can summon a spectral warrior from the collected souls. The type of warrior summoned depend

The healer stiffened, then immediately gathered his things and withdrew without a word, closing the door behind him. “I heard about the attack,” Kai said, breath still uneven. Asher’s gaze stayed forward. “What did you find on what I asked you to investigate?” Kai straightened. His expression hardened. “A soul-eating demon.” Asher turned slightly. Kai continued. "It hunts those burdened with painful memories.” Asher didn’t speak, only watched him. He paused, letting the weight of it sink in. “If the demon succeeds in consuming a soul… it becomes even more powerful. Almost unstoppable.”

he said, fangs visible from his mouth. "Who....who..." "I'm your guardian angel" he smirked again. Arianna eyes opened in realization. Guardian angel? more like guardian Demon! "I won't hurt you. You summoned me" he said, Arianna gasped, No....she had summoned an angelic creature not this......dark being. Her eyes swept across his features, his skin was an ashen gray and he was shirtless, a mark of a claw on his right chest, long flowing hair that had been tied loosely behind him. He was smirking evilly at her, she felt her legs weaken. She was about to say something when Meena walked in.

” He let out a small laugh, obviously amused by my unusual question, lightly shaking his head, “No. They’re punished demons.” “Huh?” I stared up at him, evident confusion written all over my face before he calmly answered, “They’re demons who disobeyed either Lucifer or I so as a punishment they often become our servants for a certain amount of time.” “Oh...” I slowly nodded even though still feeling a little weirded out. Demon maids...sheesh...creepy. I mentally cringed a little while we continued our way straight towards the grand living room, where the other archangels were supposed to be.

was the line that I shouted to the demon army over and over like a broken record. My goal was to meet my death that was why I didn’t hit the brake at all. I was hoping Demon Akheron would appear when I met my death as he was the one who collected the dead souls of werewolves in Sabbatical Valley to hell. That sometimes during the journey to hell, the Heaven creatures would kidnap some of them who considered as being good and that these Heaven creatures would hurt Akheron’s skin because he was a demon, a creature of darkness.