Demon King In Demon Slayer Novels & Stories

she smiled, and I chuckled. "Yeah, I have met him before." I joked, and she leaned into my touch. "Over there are: Arman and Ava, you met them when we visited the Dragon Vault." She said, and I nodded. I knew I had met them before, but somehow I couldn´t pinpoint where... "Dom and Aisling, he is the Demon King, and his Queen is Uncle Arran´s daughter -dragon-" she said, and I nodded, trying to get all the details in.

High above, silhouetted against the winter moon, was a figure draped in obsidian armor, riding a creature made of living smoke and fire. ​Kael’s face went pale. "Father." ​The Demon King had arrived. And he hadn't come for a parley.

I smirked while playing with my scythe, eyeing him intently. He is Warrick, the King of the Demon Kingdom, who was blessed directly by the Demon God and undefeated for centuries. He had killed and slave humans while taking advantage of their weaknesses. This demon should be punished. Then, King Desmond and Vladimir—the fake King of the witches, joined the giant demon. I smirked as I read King Desmond's and Vladimir's mind. Vladimir said, 'Tsk. This girl is weak.' "Don't underestimate me, Vladimir," I said but didn't look at him and he was dumbfounded.

What a hybrid of a being The King is! "Yeah...His father was a Demon-Wolf, A large on at that! Too large from what I've heard. Making Bahm half Dark Wizard and half Demon-Wolf." He brings the fluffy covers over our heads. Sleep taking him over as we've talked for an extremely long time. I think I'm starting to see the sky turning blue.

When he was ready to speak, he looked up at her. "I am a demon, as you already know. Demons come from hell. I wasn't sent on an assignment or anything. Contrary to what you think, I am here because I...because I want to be here. This world helps me to be everything that I've always wanted to be, free and my own person. As the first son of the devil, I am responsible for overseeing the affairs of my fellow demons on this planet." The more he spoke, the more her eyes narrowed on him. Klaus moved away from the wall and started to walk back to his couch. He settled into it and leaned forward, placing both his elbows on each of his thighs respectively.

“You think you’re a god?” “No,” I said. “I think I’m worse.” The Demon King leaned back, watching me carefully. “Then let’s begin.” The room shifted. Walls melted into shadows. Chains rose from the floor, and voices started to whisper in my ears—voices of the dead, the damned, the forgotten. “Prove your hunger,” the Demon King said. A vision of power floated before me, wrapped in chains and flame. “Take it,” he whispered. “If you can.”

It was twice the amount of what I ordered. When did Axel order food? And why did Cherie call Axel, King? Is that a nickname for him? That’s a weird nickname. “Thank you Cherie. You two may leave.” His eyes never left me as he dismissed Cherie and Jeneise. Cherie left after she tossed me a happy, knowing smile and a wink. Jeniese left without a word, something I was used to. Jeneise wasn’t much of a talker. He hasn’t said more than one sentence since I’ve begun to eat here. Cherie said that it was normal. That he has always been that way and that I shouldn’t take his silence personally.

She narrowed her eyes thoughtfully, and then her eyes popped. “Book of Dark Souls!” She exclaimed, her fork dropping from her hand. “Dad, don’t tell me the powerful man you….” “Yes.” I didn’t wait before I responded. “The demon king is a man. I would have kept it a secret, but you have already figured it out.” “What are you insinuating right now? That we work with those demonic creatures to destroy the vampires?! Dad, do you know how fatal this decision is?” She shouted, and my eyes peered around as I made a hushing sign to her.

They could drain a werewolf’s strength just by touching them, making them powerless. The demon king and the alpha king at the time finally agreed to separate and form their own kingdoms. The demon king formed a bigger kingdom with powerful soldiers. He was known for ruling with an iron fist. But everyone knew one thing. Demons never came here, and werewolves never went there. Why was he here? His fingers gripped both sides of my arms tighter. “You are trembling... stop,” he choked out. “You… you are a demon?” I stuttered. His jaw clenched and he bowed his head. “You were not supposed to find out. Nobody was supposed to find out.”

Kael's face went white. "My lord, I was only…" "You killed her. My vessel. My child. My way back into the world." The demon king's form solidified, taking shape into something almost human. "Did you think I would reward you for this?" "I thought…" "You thought wrong." The demon king raised his hand. "You have served your purpose. Now you will serve your final one." "No. Please. My lord, please…" The sound that followed was like nothing I'd ever heard.