Black Phantoms Demons Souls Novels & Stories

“You want me to stop? No! To you traitorous humans; I am your Daymare and your Nightmare. I am the Punishment of both God and Devil. If you all hadn't committed this great sin, I would not have brought this punishment unto you. I am... BLACK HEART”

Trying its best to inflict damage upon him. “Despair?” Lucifer scoffed, raising his hand to unleash a wave of pure blood energy. It erupted from him like a sunburst, engulfing the phantoms and incinerating them into nothingness. As if they’re nothing but mere flies. “You must be desperate to summon such weak spirits, Thalion. Have you really fallen that low?”

Not quite a shadow. The Pale One smiled — faint, knowing. “You shouldn’t be here,” it said, voice carrying the echo of a thousand deaths. “I could say the same,” Soreth replied, though his throat was dry. “You shouldn’t exist.” The Pale One tilted its head. “And yet, here we both are. Two ghosts searching for the same truth.” “What truth?” “The one your masters buried.” The Pale One’s form flickered — now nearer, close enough for Soreth to see the faint shimmer of symbols written across its skin. “The Soulbound were the price of your immortality. You just forgot who paid it.”

Ruben questioned, turning to look at Kat with a curious look. “No…” Boglan continued to talk. “…he agreed the contract, adding his conditions, only after he had first spoken to me, but that deal was done through a Deal Demon, a soul hunter that was ordered by Lord Basille to find adequate evil tainted souls for his domain. All requests go through me.” Boglan followed Ruben’s glance and when Ruben looked back he saw the demon’s eyes flash with delighted surprise as he licked his lips with a long blue tongue, his eyes settling on Kat. “Bastetia…what are you doing here?” Boglan looked at Ruben with renewed interest. “Why do you have the Overlords favourite pet with you, she is supposed to be in

Its ears had stood up straight, searching for the source of the sound, slowly breathing through its muzzle as its eyes searched round in the darkness and the woods for the one who made such sound It still had a Mark on its claws. The other had shifted back to his human form, and his pain had increased with his shifting process. He was weak beyond imagination. The Phantom was a powerful beast that night, and his strength had failed him when it came to fighting such a monstrosity. It searched until its eyes had caught the sight of something hidden within the trees. It intentionally reduced his breath, breathing slowly while it strained its eyes deeply into viewing what it had suspected to be t

Just like the Dark Lord, his four men also wore masks. In front of them, thousands of demons and undead were kneeling and lined up neatly, all of them looking extremely strong. There are 2 sides of the army with different characteristics, the troops with their clothes and magic aura are also all black, the other side is wearing fiery red clothes and their aura. The undead marching behind them were also the same, some covered in black aura and some enveloped in red flames. Yes, they are demons of a different lineage, from fire spirits and black spirits who have been summoned and given immortal bodies. As for the undead, they were also spirits like demons, but the bodies they obtained were not

They'd begun linking as their number grew, forming an intricate lacework inside her, the space between them slowly shrinking as he added to them each time. They surely almost equalled the number of her own, human cells now, and when they surpassed them - when she was finally more shadowsouled than she was human - she would likely be able to begin manipulating this darkness of her own. He was looking forward to finding out how she'd use it. They were all a little different in that sense, but destined shadow-soulmates always complemented each other perfectly.

she uttered while slashing the knife at the Demons round-up around her. With every cut of the knife, the Eidolons started going back to powder of ashes before disappearing. They don’t die, they simply went back to the dimension they belong. But regular Demons bleed thin blood like green poison, and some bleed silver or black. She remembers seeing a Demon that bled acid the color of sapphires.

One faction is to serve the Palace as general servants while the other factions are to serve members of the Imperial Family. Blue is the colour scheme for the servants belonging to the faction of the Frost Palace, in short these servants directly serve the Third Prince Jin Huan. As for the others, the general servants are clad colours of dark maroon. As for the Emperor, the faction of servants appointed are naturally larger, they are clad in black. The faction which serves the emperor, the colour black truly makes them look more imposing. These people their positions may be that of a servant but their worth is comparable to those revered generals or martial arts masters.

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.