Darkness Devil Fruit Novels & Stories

On top of it was more than 10 over fruits in all sorts of weird shapes. Each of the fruits looked like that of a human’s face; a human’s face that was from hell as it had a menacing and ferocious expression. The surrounding area of the tree was engulfed in a very dense, malicious-looking black air. Lucas was not far away from the rest of the gene martial artists. He was standing on a treetop, observing the scene. He too got a shock. He had never thought that there was such a horrifying fruit. 'Indeed a devilish item, perhaps only someone from the Dark Race can develop such a fruit.'

All his face was suddenly filled with black gas; almost all his facial features had disappeared. The palms were clasped in front of his chest like a mountain, and an ink-colored light spot, which seemed to have condensed the most terrifying darkness since ancient times, was quickly forming. All the aura and killing intent were concentrated on that point. Once it broke out, it would be powerful enough to swallow up and destroy a huge city in an instant. That was the Dark Devil Devourmen, one of the most powerful unique skills of the Black Evil Sect. Its horrible point was that it could store all the attacks and power in the dozens of magic balls outside in the inky light spot. The more horrib

Another punches my stomach while I’m simultaneously being shoved down to the ground. “Let me go,” I scream, or at least I try to, but no sound leaves my lips. Suddenly, something shifts in the air. The large men surrounding me freeze before taking position at my sides, letting me see what is ahead. Who is ahead. A man steps forward, a large black cloak covering his body and dragging against the mud as he moves. His face is shrouded in shadows, but I see his eyes. They are sharp yet deep, a swirl of greenish-brown filled with death.

Its trunk was black as a sky with no stars in it, absolute and light-absorbing, and its leaves caught the garden's strange sourceless light and held it, each one glowing with a cold shimmer that was the most beautiful thing Eve had seen since the Dreamveil at full charge. The fruit hung heavy on its branches and pulsed with an inner fire that cast no shadow. She stared at it for several seconds before she understood why the no-shadow detail was significant. Everything else in the ruins cast shadows, complex layered shadows because the light came from multiple directions. This fruit was its own source. It was not reflecting anything. It was generating. She felt it in her body immediately. The

The candle light magnified the darkness that lurked in the air. Be it dark or in light, this devil never cared, but he wouldn't be lying if he chose darkness instead, after all,he was a replica himself. He moved to a cluster of things,rummaging till he found his ingredients. He moved slowly yet swiftly, his dark gleaming hair,extending only to one eye,covering it all the way down his cheek. Even with a display of only half his face,anyone could tell he was a beauty. A devil more handsome than flowers.

You’d have to be crazy to believe it so I guess I’m not as crazy as I thought. Confused, I look at Felix. Felix is now more nervous than ever but he nods. Suddenly, Felix’s chocolate brown eyes turn into black bottomless pits. I stumble back in my chair when he flashes sharp fangs that protrude from his top lip. No. No, no, no. What the fuck is going on? I’m quick to stand up from my chair, pushing myself back into the wall to be as far away from him as possible. My body trembles with fear and I have no idea how to process what I just saw.

Godric did not know what to do with the knowledge, but read on spellbound: “The figures of the night ruled over humanity. Only those with pious hearts and strong faith could resist them. But even against him, normal people had no chance. The demons feasted on the sin of men, especially he. His long, black hair, which reflected the darkness within him, his red eyes, which represented the blood of his victims, and his claws, which dug into the bodies of the innocent. Lucifer, the prince of the underworld. Its black wings spread over the world, enveloping it in darkness. Its blue hellfire devoured innocent souls. Humanity saw itself at the end and there were few survivors.

lucas told her but she was directly driven into darkness once more finding preys . She growled , her iris turning pitch black , shouting and crying at the same time . " It hurts !!leave me alone! She screamed but at the same time the darkness pushed her and forced her to spit their words , soul, blood !" She turned her body and she only met lucas who was in the front of the hall , they didn't even want to know how they reached there but they were all alone , everyone was out , some were hiding because the wrath of the devil can not be compared by anything powerful in all the lands .

It could have been a trick of the light or something. "Say something, Luna!" Little tears dropped from his eyes, his beautiful eyes but I couldn't see past the hate. Something was wrong but I was too drowsy to think clearly or offer my mate a reply. At last, I was pulled into darkness and the sounds around me slowly waned. The last thing I heard was Asher calling me the pet name he gave to me. Deliciae.

I contemplated for a moment, only interrupted by Raja's voice. 'That is a dragon's growl, my lady.' "A dragon?" I voices out absentmindedly when I was just supposed to talk with Raja in my mind. "A dragon?" Prince Evan and Prince David echoed my question, they were looking at me now. "Yes. That must be the dragon of the magical healer," Demitri answered. "The question is, what kind of dragon is it, so we would know what attack should we expect." 'He's not my kind. He's a blue dragon. The kind who has the ability to manipulate heavenly elements such as lightning,' Raja informed.