Astaroth Blue Exorcist Novels & Stories

The voice in the Arena continued. The voice still echoed and the both of us are waiting for the cue. I stared at him in the eyes, and it feels like I've been demoralized by his icy blue orbs. I didn't noticed that the cue started. Burst of flames appeared in front of us, and now we'll just wait for it to disappear.

“Lord Yandor and his troops failed to exorcise him.” Taking an unsteady breath, I tried to contain the anxiety clawing up my spine. Relief had never come with such numbing dread before. “He’ll be coming for Xanthea,” Azum said. “For your family. For you.” I turned to face Xanthea. Of course. They failed. What was I expecting? Asher cannot be killed or exorcised. I did not tell Azum, but the blood used to feed carvera X23 was Asher’s.

Power bursts forth from each seal until it sails off and searches for its masters. As soon as the power clears, my sisters appear before me. Each one is wearing angelic armor that is similar to mine. The armor covers them from head to toe. Their helmets have angelic wings molded on the sides and half-masks shaped like a dove's face. The only thing you can see is their glowing eyes and the bottom half of their faces. However, I don’t need to see their faces to know what their human exteriors look like. I know that War has hone-colored eyes, Death has scarlet-colored hair, and Pestilence’s eyes are two different colors.

Slowly, I turned my head and came face-to-face with a who could only be described as a god in human form. Oh my God! My subconscious screeched in disbelief. God sent an angel indeed. I mean only angels can be this good looking, right? He had dark silver eyes and jet black hair which made him look divine, complementing his god-like look. Strands of his hair fell on his face. His sharp jaw seemed as if it was carved by God himself. And the silver lip ring attached to his pale pink lips was my last undoing. With eyes glued to his lips, the only thoughts that claimed my mind were;

I want him to look me in the eye and command his white smoke to eat him, and immediately his white smoke attacks him. “Aahhhh!!!” I heard him shouting. He tried to fight back but he can’t fight anymore, because it is his smoke attacking him that makes him weak. Not me. I know it is painful for him to be attacked by his energy, but I have no choice. He is unstoppable, that is why he needed to be stopped, and that is what I am doing. I made him look at me because I want him to see that it is not an illusion like what he did. It is real, his white smoke is attacking him for real, ready to kill him and little by little his light is shutting down and he is getting weak. I am absorbing his energy.

Understanding my meaning, Morgan practically skipped as she left. My mind went back to Amon, how was I going to break the contract he holds with Astaroth. I summoned the demon. A black cloud of smoke appeared before me. The dragon formed first then Astaroth. The creature was magnificent, fearsome-looking with black and a deep purple shiny scales covered its long snake-like body. Long sharp blood-stained teeth. Black razor-sharp claws dipped in bone-melting acid, protruded through the dragon's paws.

The force of the exorcism Uriel sought to perform drained the energy from the room, and the surrounding bodies succumbed. Astaroth, however, did not fight with brute force. He looked the healer in the eye and knew immediately who was behind those eyelids. "I thought we had a new and special connection?" Astaroth said with Dorian’s face, knowing Derand was out of the picture for the moment. "You kissed me, Uriel. You dropped the dagger. Why are you doing this?" "This is impossible!" Uriel replied through Griselda’s throat. "It’s better to cut every bond from the root and send you back to Hell."

Towards A Happy Ending … “As long as they are safe, then half of our worries would be gone, right?” Blue asked and smiled as he looked at Reyan in the eyes. His long and curled eyelashes fanned his golden pupils that seemed to be able to penetrate his soul. Reyan’s heart skipped a beat, then it beat fast, slamming hard against his chest that has now thinned because of his body deteriorating as a result of his injuries from fighting against the witch ten years ago – the same is true with his powers that he is slowly losing. Reyan has a feeling that Blue could see through him – seeing his thoughts. But he knows that Blue will not use his psychic powers to probe their thoughts again, for this i

Around them showed nothing but white; white colossal beams, white clouds hovering mid-air, and white stairs going to an elevated altar where a bright, golden throne was. “I am...” Aestaroath answered with his head bent down. He was half-kneeling on the floor; as an act of respect and not a sign of repentance. His thick, angelic wings were spread about on each side; still a glorious white. Before he receives his punishment, this would be his last time seeing the untainted color in his back. Again, he felt no remorse when he contemplated it.

The winged serpent was moving towards me and I didn't have the foggiest idea what I was doing any longer I felt my soul left my body in a split second and I become water myself. My blue eyes become white and all my body transformed into clear water. I looked down at myself and saw that I was transparent and after that, everything went black. "Stop!" I heard young master said and i returned to my right sense. "Wonderful," he expressed checking me out. I watched him confusedly until he said "your powers are grand Destiny" "Who truly are you" Master said holding my hand up. Lex stomped out of the spot. Living me in complete disarray. I don't recall what truly occurred between us.