Baki Demon Novels & Stories

the demon ended arrogantly in the name of Bael, the old bone, full of delusions that he could restrain Satan. Satan didn’t say a word, only his blow landed on the demon’s head, crushing one of his sides, but not enough to kill him. The demon was forced to try to use his power as quickly as possible. He knew that Bael had taken away Satan’s power and that his power would not work in this realm, but he realized that if Satan’s blow struck him again, he would be finished.

Such an ungentlemanly fellow ! "what are you?" she asked the lingering question in her head. "You don't look human" "I'm not" "Then what are you?" she pressed. He gave her one of his smirks as he smacked his fangs, "what do you think?" Arianna thought for a while, "A demon?" Damian laughed, "how would you know? Ever encountered one before?" Arianna shook her head, she hasn't but it felt like he was, "then what are you?"

He holds out his hands, so I take them, trying not to think about how much larger they are compared to mine. "You should know that I find touching you abhorrent," I mutter. All I can think about is how many people have lost their lives to these hands. "I don't care what you're feeling, as long as it's something," he says. "Now. Try to relax. Concentrate on the connection between us." Releasing a long breath, I let my eyes flutter closed. Being a Demon is unique, it's special. It doesn't matter what most people say, I know that deep down, and through that, it allows me to connect to other's like me. Which is why I don't shy away from the connection between Keo and I.

But my mom just smiled. “That’s my girl.” I smiled proudly. “But what is that?” She picked me up and walked over to her bookcase, she pulled out a really old book and opened it. On the page was a man with horns on his head and a long tail. “So, a demon is usually a very strong being. One who will use tricks and magic to punish anyone who makes them angry. Many people are afraid of them, because they are really strong and don’t show mercy to their enemies.”

“I only just figured it out a few days ago. I noticed none of the demons who go natural have claws. I asked a few discreet questions and found out only Vasilia have them. I knew you would want me to stay and help fight. Having a Vasilia would help because you’d have someone else who could order enemy demons around. But I can’t stay. I have to die.” “What’s your demon name, Reggie?” Anders asked. “I don’t know.” “Who is the goddess that gave you the mission?” He pressed. “I don’t know.” I repeated. I really didn’t. I never saw her face. Only met her once and never thought to ask her name. She was giving me what I wanted and I didn’t want to push it. “Sit down and let Winston look. We have to

He was the one who was neither a human nor a Dark Race. He owned the Apocalyptic Legion that had Rank 8 Zombies. Godly Boxer, Steel Limbs, Polar Ice, Petrification, and Ghastly Sword. Of course, Skeletal Lady did not exist at that time. The demon himself was already very terrifying. He could fly high in the air, cross over monumental buildings as if he were walking on low ground, and cross streams and oceans. Everything was beneath his feet. "He is Lucas the Demon. How dare you guys block Demon senior's path? I guess you guys just don't appreciate your lives," Kate said arrogantly.

The determination in her eyes was met with an unreadable expression from the god, his face a mask of stoic serenity. They broke through the clouds, and Esteria's breath caught in her throat once more. Below them spread a city unlike any she had ever seen. The Demon City, nestled in a vast, verdant valley, was a marvel of architecture and nature intertwined. Towers and spires of obsidian and dark stone rose gracefully, their surfaces glistening like polished onyx. Rivers of molten lava flowed through the city like veins of fire, casting a warm, ethereal glow.

If I had known they worked for him, I would have listened to that faint voice in my head and ran hard and fast. I knew who he was before I arrived in this country. It was important that lone wolves like Hannah and I learned about the hierarchy of the most powerful packs and who not to cross. He came up on the top of the most feared. Not just in the supernatural world. He ruled the underground world too. A deadly combination of guns and claws. It was rumored that he ripped out hearts if a person just took the wrong breath in his direction. Carmine Moreno or as he was known across all factions— The Demon Wolf.

The demon grunted in pain as he felt a stinging sensation in its back. "Let my friends go you lying motherfucker!" Jessica cried as her hand morphed into a blade with blood dripping them. She figured it was better to go fight with her friends instead of running away. When a demon puts a target on you, it is impossible to run away. The creature slowly turned in her direction and raised its foot "Wait your turn!" It then kicked her with all its might into the hole that Sarah was in.

A calm voice sounded behind the boy and the boy holding me whipped his head around to the intruder. The demon, Asmodeus or Adrian or whatever his name was stood in the middle of the bathroom. Clothed in a full black suit, his eyes were pitch black and were showing nothing but death. He stared at us and his teeth bared in a dangerous manner. "Who the fuck are you?" The boy said to him. The demon snapped his fingers and the boy in front of me started screaming in a high pitched, painful scream.