Demon Black Clover Novels & Stories

The metal needles completely penetrated the soul core. Agony exploded like thunder. My vision went black. I nearly fainted. Just as my consciousness was about to shatter— The scene changed abruptly. No longer Black Pine Forest. But Grell village's "Memorial Ceremony." In the center of the snow, a bonfire burned. Young Damien knelt before the fire. He wore black mourning clothes. His expression was wooden. My foster mother, the former Luna, slowly held up a black wolf-skin cloak. On the back of the cloak—clearly a tear.