Blind Guy From Demon Slayer Novels & Stories

Sighing, I drop the gun and look over to take in my injury. "Fuck," I hiss, realizing that there’s a silver bullet in me. "Gray really is a merciless bastard." "What’s wrong?" Zane asks, coming to join me. "I’m fine," I assure him. "I just need something to get this damned bullet out." "Allow me," Blaine announces, showing up out of nowhere in his human form. "Don’t scream like a little bitch." Frowning, I watch as he extends two nails and then digs them deep in my wound, causing pain to radiate in me until black spots start to dance in front of my eyes. Fuck, he really wasn’t gentle, was he?

He was a god that everyone, including myself, feared, although few had ever seen him. He was half-shifted; his lower body was lycan, while his upper body was human. His piercing emerald green eyes locked onto mine, trapping me in a trance-like state with no escape. I was still screaming, but it felt like my head was underwater. Elyon kept approaching me until he was standing directly before me. Then, he pressed his thumb on my forehead, and the rest was a blur. It was pure darkness after that. I don’t remember what happened afterwards, but when I woke up, I was blind and captured. I was imprisoned in a dungeon owned by the Lycan King, and from then onwards, I was made a slave, the most maltr

Is she a trained combatant? The demon can only be destroyed by mystical fire, not a natural flame, Asher explained. Phoenixes and Hellhounds are its natural nemeses. To avoid compromising Lana’s life, we need to keep the entity distracted so she can strike from behind and incinerate it with her abilities. I pursed my lips, my eyes narrowing as I contemplated their strategy. Regarding our inability to see it—Lana proposed that Malachi and Kaida share their 'rheum' with us. Once the discharge from their eyes is applied to our own, we will gain the temporary ability to see the demon and execute the plan.

“You think you’re the only one?” “You wound me, Delia,” Gray chuckles. She slaps his arm playfully, letting him know it's time to get serious. He straightens up, as all signs of amusement snap from his face in a split second and holds still while she goes to work on the chain in his hands. She places both of her hands a few inches above the metal and whispers some incantation until a low blue glow can be seen from underneath her palms. When the glow fades she moves her warm copper brown hands and sighs.

Her body was moving on it’s own and not on her own accord! She grasped the deformed blade tightly as she closed her eyes giving herself a moment to think. The demon saw her defenseless state and grinned wide as she bare her fangs towards her. She excitedly held her blade and lashed towards her. Hellion felt the surrounding with her eyes close. The movements felt so clear and the pitch black scene shows images that are slowed down like she was watching a very heart moving scene. However, it’s not the case. Her hands shifted a bit as she positioned her dagger blindly letting her body move on it’s own.

“Don’t do anything stupid. I used to be one of Ahbaya’s favorites. That bitch taught me fifteen different ways to kill a man with just my fingers.” I frowned. “Fine.” I was about to eat, but the man kept staring at me with his green bluish eyes. “What do you want?” “My name’s Meliodas Bluemoon.” He said. “Don’t worry, I won’t lay a finger on you. One scar on your pretty face means death for me. You’re Ahbaya’s pet after all. I'm not as dumb as those fools. I just want to teach her a lesson, not hurt someone like you.”

She stood up, standing in front of him. His mouth dropped open and he looked into her eyes. It was one thing to be a woman's bodyguard, but one who was blind, he just wasn't equipped to deal with that. "No one told me you were a woman, nor that you were blind. Am sorry for making that remark." He couldn't stop his eyes from moving down to her chest when she got up and stood close to him.

"The man in the suitcase? His brother. Looking for answers. Same as me." "Then who—" "Is pretending to be him?" He smiled. Wet teeth. "Your sister's new project. She doesn't cure people. She becomes them." He dropped over the rail. Gone. The buzzer rang again. Longer. Impatient. I walked to the door. Blind again. Slow. Counting steps I didn't need to count. Peeked through the fisheye. Lin. Alone. Sunglasses. White cane. Perfect victim. *Perfect predator.*

“That’s Seer Esthenel. Don’t be afraid. He’s always been like that. He can’t see with his eyes, but his sight goes far beyond ours.” I swallowed hard, my body tensing up on its own. Even though his eyes were blank, I could feel his gaze piercing right through me. “He’s… looking at me?” I whispered. Dalila shook her head softly. “Impossible. He’s blind. But his divination is very accurate. They say he can see the souls of wolves.”

“What happened to you, on your way here? Why do you have blood on your hands?” “Nothing, my love. I just did what I had to do, and I stayed back to get what we might need.” He lifted the duffle bag in his hands, to buttress his point. Malik responded, in between breaths, gasping for air. He must have sprinted to the forest. “Oh, really?” I squealed. I considered the saying to be true that the blind are not disabled, except for those who allow their seeming disability to limit them. “Yeah.” He pouted. “We need to get going, and we need to move fast. So, you’ll have to shift to your wolf, and just follow my lead. Trust me, I know the right path in this sacred forest “