Butterfly Breathing Demon Slayer Novels & Stories

The Slayer was right, I'm only an eighteen-year-old girl and I can't compete with the most ancient enemy. Before my eyes began to darken. You are too young to understand. - the former fun disappeared, even the voice betrayed Kasia's emotions. It's getting harder to breathe, but I don't want to fight. Only from one thought that let Mark down and he will have to confess, all desire to resist the demon disappears. But suddenly, oxygen began to flow into the lungs. The fingers of the ancient unclenched, her feet touched the ground. She opened her eyes. The beast was still in front of me. Kasius carefully peered into the face, not taking his wild eyes off.

Topher yelled at the demon, determined to keep its attention on him and not me. The demon almost smiled in response, it was so damn fast. It was on me before my eyes could fully blink. It's hand was wrapped around my neck, lifting me up in the air. I could feel the air getting harder to breathe as he strangled me. Topher was by my side in an instant. He pulled at the demon's arm. He couldn't use his shadow, so he was using his muscles instead.

she was surprised, as before she knew it, she was choking on her words. She was in the air and her staff fell from her hands as she struggles with her hinged breath, she look towards the throne to see who exactly was choking her, and she saw the demon, his shut eyes now wildly open, the color of his eyes blood red with the darkest smile she had ever seen, the demon with the ram head look so creepy and scary to her with those wicked smile on his face.

“Please, huh? Help us.” “Need… to… breathe…” Emeriel gasped. “Breathe?” Lord Ottai echoed in confusion. Lord Vladya shoved him aside. “Here. Breathe with me,” he said to her. “In. Out. Come on. Long breaths. Deep. Come on, young one. You can do this.” Emeriel tried. She followed the cadence of his breathing. Slow, deep inhalations, holding the air in her lungs, then releasing it in steady streams. His voice was calm, so she clung to it.

The demon gasped for air, and as the fist closed tighter, his face began to turn color as he choked and strangled before her eyes. The demon clutched at his chest as his heart stuttered, but he made no attempt to fight the order, so powerful was that voice. Miah could scarcely take her eyes from her lifemate’s twin; she, too, was caught in the spell of his power, mesmerized by the true beauty of his voice. It was only when he plunged his fist deep within the cavity of the demon’s chest and extracted the heart, when lightning slammed to earth in a jagged bolt of blue white and incinerated the already dead organ and its host, that she managed to jerk herself awake, once again aware of her own

I tried digging my feet harder into the ground but my body only jerked forward faster and the massive doors burst open violently as I flew straight outside. Cold air slammed into me immediately. The huge Blackthorne gardens spread ahead endlessly, dark roses, silver fountains and towering black trees blurring together while light flashed violently across everything. “DAX!” I screamed again, pure panic breaking through my voice now. “I CAN’T STOP!” “Slow your breathing!” “How the fuck is BREATHING supposed to help?!” “TURN RIGHT!” “I’M GOING TO DIE!” “You’re dramatic!” “I’M LITERALLY FLYING THROUGH A DEMON GARDEN!”

I yelled releasing my sword of the righteous. I swung at the demon, his large burnt figure moved with a speed rivaled to that of a vampire. His eyes leaked magma as if it were crying. It opened its mouth roaring loudly at me, showing me its bright orange throat. I cut through its arm, causing it to let out a loud screech that harmed my hearing. I didn't have time to process as it slashed my chest with its claw like fingers.

Demon: "You think you can win little girl. You have made a big mistake. I am a demon. I can't be burned by bright light. I am made of fire" I tried attacking him but he teleported himself a few steps away from me and escapes my attack. He then attacked me. I fell on the ground, he sat over me and started punching me on the stomach. I felt the pain and it made me so angry. I screamed to the fullest. Suddenly it felt like the time has stopped. Everyone froze. I didn't felt the pain anymore. I felt like a light radiating from me and suddenly from my shoulder back beautiful big wings appeared. The wings were of golden color.

“Move away from those things!” But the guardian angel’s warning fell into deaf ears when a grunting Sir Demonyo’s powerful swings could not cut them, making his focus fixated solely to the flock of butterflies swarming around him. The latter screamed when a couple of dozens of butterflies attached themselves to the commandant’s back, the butterflies’ small fangs pierced through his thick skin, drawing energy and blood from him. The shrilling pains started followed by his howling and guttural screams.

The voice yells out. “I know,” I answer as I glare into the eyes of the demon. “It’s an Orramoth. Fucking body leeches.” The Orramoth stretches its body and immediately turns its attention to me. I watch in horror as it opens its mouth and glides across the room. The demon's empty eyes shift red and make a clucking sound. My throat becomes dry. I can barely breathe as it sucks the oxygen from my parted lips. The closer it comes, I claw at my neck for help and plea to my inner voice for help, "Help me! Please, I can't breathe!"