Demon Alastor นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Another templar collapsed and I started looking for the leader, but he was already standing in the corner, watching me with a smirk on his face. And in his hand... Oh no, not that, please! “I banish you from this world, demon! By the power and the will of the Church...” Words fell on my head like rocks, and the crystal symbol of the Church gleamed in the templar’s hand. Apparently, he was a powerful exorcist who was never parted from the tools of his trade. “By the blood of the servitors and their sacrifice...” I felt that I was being pushed out of the world, literally. It was as if a vortex was pulling me in, and all I could do was to helplessly try to catch hold of something.

It was hard keeping my focus on that, knowing what was to come. Alester stepped into my room with that purple goo again and I freaked the fu.ck out. I used the shadow I had just been working on to grab the flask and squeeze it till it broke. The purple good spilled onto my carpet and Alester's eyes, no lie, turned full on red. He looked almost like a demon, his teeth sharp and his throat looked like it glowed orange. That wasn't on any file I read in his lab. "What are you?" "Oh Zerena, did you really think I was human all these years? Tsk tsk. I thought you were smarter than that." He said almost disappointed. "I'm half demon."

"Then you must know that there are demons who carry out the suffering of the people who are doomed there, yes?" "Yes," "Well-" Cleon steadied himself on the seat. "One of this demons, is called Aszres." Leonidas stared at him. "It sounds familiar. I think she mentioned him but I was barely able to pay attention. Who is he?" "He is from Tartarus. He is called the demon of despair here," Cleon replied. "He is the type that feeds on every single negative emotion and thoughts that you have, making you think that everyone around you hates and wishes you dead while you neglect other necessary needs for yourself. You would be too deep in fear and hate to go close to anyone or take care of yourself

“Not so fast.” We look up and see Alastor in his human form. He has a malicious grin as I see his eyes turn red. He is going to cook us alive. As he prepares to throw a fireball at us he is struck in the shoulder with an ice spear. He growls and glares at Maliyah. “Wait your turn my dear niece.”

He stood at the entrance, ready to embark on his daring quest. As he approached the gates, the shapeless demons sensed his presence and began to materialize, their forms shifting and contorting in the darkness. Their eyes glowed with an eerie light, and their mouths twisted into wicked grins. Azazel knew that defeating these demons would not be an easy task, but he was prepared to face any challenge to reach his love Azrael.

IX – Of Half-bloods and half-answers ALASTOR NYX: It was kind of a surreal moment for Alastor, being in a hotel room with two of his closest and oldest friends having a video call (of all things) with a demigod turned monster-hunter–who should have been dead ten years ago–at least an hour after the mysterious mercenary's short call.

“You can’t deceive me, what is your name?” “My name is Jonathan Shaw…” “I command you in the name of Jesus Christ, tell me your name!” he ordered with his voice slightly raised. Father William splashed Holy Water on him and holds a wooden crucifix on Jonathan’s chest. The Cross burned his skin as he talked in pain, trying to resist the powers of the Almighty. He held on for twenty minutes till he can no longer withstand the pain anymore. He shouted. “Alastor…” the demon yelled out the name with a growl.

Alverto Cassiero a scientist was murdered by the government when the after effect of the substance A13 which he created led to the death of the soldiers that fought against the aliens in the early 80's. Maria Cassiero who was Alverto's mother decided to seek revenge for her son's death and this led her to meet a demon called Diemon.Diemon helped Maria to avenge her son's death after making a pledge to him.Some years after,Diemon was tricked by a Chinese monk who casted a spell on him and turned him into a statue so as to save his student from being offered to him as a sacrifice.

“You know, I’m starting to miss the demon Alpha you once were. That guy? Would’ve ripped anyone to pieces who even tried to look at his paiónia.” Ronin let out a growl when he grabbed at Alastor and missed the slimy bastard by a hair. “If you’re offering, I’m happy to have pieces of you decorated all over the estate.” Alastor laughed, holding up his hands. “Easy. I come in peace. I just wanted to bring a concerning matter to your attention.”