Demon Malthus Novels & Stories

Our demon magic originates from Haures himself, so not having control over it would be catastrophic. What documented history there was on my demon side was minimal. When Mom contacted my grandfather about me, her father explained that 1500 years ago, our ancestors ruled over a small kingdom that was under constant attack. Eventually, it got so bad the kingdom was going to fall. So my however-many-great-great-grandfather summoned Haures to ask for his wife and unborn son's salvation. They received salvation, but the price was his soul. Not much was said other than when his wife gave birth to his son, he was a demon-werewolf hybrid. The demon gene was only passed to the males, while any female

"Perhaps a Raum or Dragonid demon I might have had luck killing, but summoning a Greater Demon, a demon that had existed before the birth of Hunters, infact a child of Lilith and Lucifer, was unthinkable among Hunters, but I was so desperate to prove a point to the Caucus, my mom, and Hunters at large, that one faithful night when my mother was out, I stole a couple of her spellbooks, a box of chalk and a Celestial Blade, and went up to my room. I locked the door and drew a Pentacle, then proceeded to perform a demon-raising ceremony. It was so powerful, summoning a Greater Demon, that it split our house in two and reduced it to rubble. "Suprisingly enough, I survived. And there Aosoth sat,

However, looking at Mammon’s grim expression, I knew that my hunch about this phenomenon was correct. The sixth demon prince is making his appearance. The demon prince of glutton—Belzeebub.

A strange gleam flickered in the Sheikh's eyes as he spoke, his deep voice breaking the silence: Shams al-Duhur: In a small town, there once lived a sect of corrupt humans who gathered the innocent and slaughtered them as sacrifices to demons. But the demons betrayed them, killing each one and leaving no bodies behind. Their blood filled a vast pit beneath this very town—a pit dug by the devil himself, which became a lake of human blood, fed daily by the endless violence of wars and accidents. From this curse, Malik was born. The devil claimed to be a soldier on Earth and sent him to fill that lake with blood without end. No human being can stop him or uncover his true nature.

“I never underestimate him. He’s dangerous, Disseus. Nowhere near as stupid as a demon should be.” “Which is likely why the demon master gifted him his own fortress and hoard.” “I’d guess so.” “Why though, do you suppose?” “So demonkind can continue spreading like a plague.” “Spreading, breeding you mean?” Despite his many years in Ardae, he still didn’t fully understand how many of the creatures in it worked. “No.” She gulped as she adjusted her skirt once more and fell into step with him to return to the cabin. “They don’t procreate like that. They turn us.”

*** Valor stood in a rotten wooden house, in his hands were yellowed sheets of paper with strange and monstrous drawings. Standing beside Valor was a man dressed in black, he spoke in a low, hoarse voice “They are called Demon.S, a demon slaying organization that has been expanding rapidly in recent years. The reason they were able to grow like that was that they had a special medicine in their hands. With that potion, controlling or killing a vampire is too simple.” “Even vampires of royal blood?” Valor asked “That, I don't know ... It's been a long time since a descendant of the royal family appeared."

Evelyn has seen mages, elves, dragons, giants, and goblins in this other world, but not demons. Demons are a collective term for all the foul and unclean demons of the Abyss that grow in the Old Realm, cut off from all time and space, and are the offspring of the Old Gods. Thousands of years ago, the Old Gods were overthrown by the New Gods and banished to the Old Realm, and it is the New God system that the off-world continent Evelyn is on believes in.

I had to move fast. I turned through the pages of the spell book with shaky hands until I finally settled on what I was searching for. “Thrakos, Demon of the Underworld, Lord of Hell,” I whispered, my fingers tracing the forbidden verse. “He who commands the forbidden flames of the devil's domain,” my voice grew louder, desperation etched in my eyes, "I call thee, Thrakos. I summon thee to the mortal realm. Kneel before–” The sound of thunder cracking cut me short before I could complete my words. The ground began to rumble and the circle I had engraved on the ground expanded outwards as dark smoke clouded the entire place.

Cali:- what about all the evil deeds, he did, which are unforgiven demon:- there was not a single deed that was not forgiven, because he was manipulated by his people, that story told how bad influence can destroy us, if good people influence him then nobody calls him evil, there are some bad habits of main villain which cause a decrease in human life Spain. Cali:- what are those, demon:- you should ask before, I am telling you in such a dangerous meeting I started then I should end this, the first thing is, humans, shouldn't eat much, overeating leads to a decrease in life Spain.

he added. Esteria just stood there, sinking in everything he just said. "Then how are you now a god?" she asked. "Good question." He smiled. "Every demon has a particular element to control with their energy. And every element has its god, the one who has the highest power to wield the element most. Although two gods were lost after the war, only three remain now, and I am one of them." "How many creatures are there?" She couldn't help but ask more questions regarding this whole creatures issue.