Demon King Demon Slayer Novels & Stories

11 hours later, The Kingdom of Tribus, Human Empire A huge discussion was being sorted out in the courtroom, many people were arguing , that a Demon King was appointed every hundred years but they had killed the previous Demon King only one month ago, so it was impossible for them to get a new one and also so powerful Demon King.The general in the King's court was fired up, and asked the kind seated vertically at the middle on his throne , " But, why, my Lord, we can't lash out and attack the Demon King villa tonight, our soldiers are refuting and refusing the decis—" He was quickly stymied , as the king glanced his cold eyes , pointing them to him — a glance would had been enough to halt an

He thought there would be a counterattack from the troops of this world to fight back, but he did not expect that they had already fallen because they were shocked by who their own opponents were. "Is there really no choice?" asked the demon king, looking at his daughter lying in the ice chest. "Hahaha, they are completely silent and accepting of death. I really didn't expect this, even though I thought we would have to use a little violence to make them obey... is... is... is... It turns out I didn't need to." Said the man standing behind the ghost general. The demon king's gaze became gloomy again when he heard the man's words, and he knew that the man was a figure known as the 'spear king

When Willow noticed this, there was only one thought in her mind; this being was connected in someway to her baby. “This is Seth; the demon king and master of the underworld. He has come to aid you in your quest” Thanatos stated to Willow upon the arrival of the creature. What Willow thought would be the demon king happen to be a very fine young human clothed being with no spot nor wrinkles in his face. However, his eyes were pitch black and that alone made him scarier. Lucifer was filled with Joy and wanted the demon king to lift him up.

This was a question that would lead him to peaking out the training room door, hoping for his first glimpse of the demon king. The castle was quiet despite the multitude of visitors and guards purched at the ready. The Demon king lived up to his name, with blood red hair and piercing black eyes, he in no way looked friendly. To other Demons he was a casanova, taking more than a few lovers, but refusing to marry. He stood tall and fierce as he stared the Angel king dead in the eyes. "Well well. What do you plan on bargaining with this time? You have nothing to offer and you time is running thin." He smirked, his voice sultry and deep. The angel king stared daggers at the other, showing no fal

The demon knelt down, his head resting on the ground, and he was slightly trembling. It was time to put my acting skills to use. "I've lived in this realm for quite some time, tell me what the demon king has in mind." I was wagering that the demons' leader was known as the Demon King. For a little moment, the demon tilted his head in perplexity. "Sire, how did you end up in this realm? Even higher demons cannot enter...How did a noble demon... ahh, my apologies!" The devil was fumbling around as if it was bewildered.

I stared at him while waiting for an answer. “It’s a Demon’s symbol.” My eyes furrowed at what he said. I stared at his eyes but he seems serious! But what? Demon’s symbol? I don’t understand. “D-Demon?” I stammered. He nodded and looked away. He’s now back on staring at the glass wall. I shook my head in disagreement. “Are you kidding me? There’s no such thing about Demons! I am finding the murderer and-“ “It’s always been the Demon’s fault, Majesty. They are just using the people to do bad things but it’s always been their idea to hurt and kill someone.” He said while staring at the glass wall. I am even more confuse now.

He announced, his steady voice like a lifeline for us. After all he was number 1 for a reason. “You got this Tyler," Another player chatted, that was when I knew what his name was. “Tyler" a beautiful melody. The type of name a male would have. A small smile tugged at the side of my lips. My heart was still racing but there was this assurance that came with his intimidating presence. Tyler stood before the biggest of the Devourers, raised his hammer and spoke. “Hear me, demon. Tonight I'll put an end to..." Before he could conclude his head was chopped clean off.

I heard a man’s voice nearby and I speculated that he’s a threat. “Who the hell are you?!” I stood up without any hesitation though I might get killed and asked him directly. “My name is Lucifer Denville, and I’m the demon king. And you’re Emerald Greenfield, my lovely bride,” he simply lowered his head. My eyes widen as I got to view a tall man with long black silky hair, white skin, red flaring eyes whose wearing a long black coat with golden chains around him. “H-How did you know my name?” I trembled.

I wanted to know more, so I prompted her with the question, “What was he like before?” "I can't tell you much," Hera answered, her voice solemn. "But he used to be a slave here before he became the Demon King." Hera's words left me with a frown, my brow creasing in confusion. I had heard from my father's wolf, Asphalt, that he was the Demon King of the Underworld, but I had never known much about it. All I was aware of was his status as King of the hybrid demonic wolves. “Wait, is this not Underworld? I asked, pointing at the floor.

They all don’t like me, which means a day will come when they will definitely ask Asher to take a bride. “Are you forgetting your king has that creature living inside of him?” I asked. He chuckled, walking closer to me, but Sky growl sent him back. “That is why we demons are more powerful. The king is not a wolf, he is a demon, his wolf is barely existing,” he said. Just like Alma, these demons are in denial, claiming Asher doesn’t have a wolf. Meanwhile, we all know he is both. What do these people have against wolves? We did nothing to them. They are the ones who look for trouble and they expect us not to fight back?