Demon Mother の小説・ストーリー

My mother and I fall asleep together as my demons visit me when I'm asleep. The demons quickly began to infiltrate the area. I held wide arms to greet them. "Welcome, my friends and foes, I have called you here to let you know that I need you. We've had our days of love and hate, but today is for war. The enemies have come so close that it hits to the bone. The enemies stepped into our territory and attempted to take Mother's life without mercy. Mother is our maker and creator. She is our god, and we can't let her die. We cannot let the enemies step into our territory without facing the repercussions.

Really bad. "No," she whispered. "Please tell me I'm wrong. Please tell me it's not her." "Mom?" I asked, feeling ice form in my stomach. "Who is she?" My mother sank into a chair, her hands trembling as she pressed them against her face. When she looked up, her eyes were haunted. "That woman is no ordinary ghost," she said quietly. "She's one of the original demons. One of the first to fall when Lucifer rebelled. Her name is Lyssa, and she is the demon of rage—of uncontrolled, consuming anger that drives people to madness and violence."

They whirled around and around Zinfer in a giant ball of fire. The fire stopped suddenly, as though frozen in place. Shrushaw lowered her arms and stared confusedly at the inferno that had suddenly stopped spinning. The ball shot forward toward the cave and the following concussion of sound and wind threw Shrushaw several yards back. A woman was standing at the mouth of the cave, she was dressed in silvery white. Her black hair flowed around her and several dark demons flanked her side. She smiled, and Shrushaw knew who she was. Diti, the mother of demons.

Jamari’s mother and my mother are two of the same. Disgusting! ‘Why isss ssshe even here?’ My Demon asks in my mind, speaking up for the first time since that fight with my mother. ‘To play the role of dutiful mother I suppose.’ Is my snarky reply to my Demon who doesn’t have a name. Or does he? ‘Do Demons have names like the wolves?’ I ask him, settling into the couch to wait out Kenji’s Elders as they look over Jamari.

Ma’oz’s POV From my experience, when a demoness marches out with that sort of dark and tempestuous aura, all hell breaks loose. Homes will be wrecked, forests ripped bare, and the very course of the river will change. It would take days, if not weeks before the demoness can be placated. Usually, it involves the taking the spleen of whoever angers her. My mother was unusual. She never had such fits of anger or outbursts that damaged the realm. Many claimed she was too calm, too demure to be one of us.

I asked. The demon nodded and approached the border of the pentagram. "With your mother..." he said, his eyes ice-blue, cold, mocking. "That blonde girl?" he looked at Martha. "Yes. I was a bit too much for her in my true form." "Motes of Darkness probably didn't help either," I agreed. The demon smiled at me again. "So why did you call me...son? Do you want to get a sister, perchance? From the black-haired one?"

Sipho dropped to one knee, soil cracking beneath his hands. “For the children,” he gasped. The Darkness laughed. Then let them choose which god keeps them. --- Back inside the hut, the eye blinked once. The floorboards buckled. A voice rose from beneath the earth — deep, cracked, maternal and monstrous all at once. “One must stay.” The children stared at one another as the hut sealed itself shut, the doorway melting into solid wall. Above them, the fire died completely. Below them, the ancient thing waited. CHAPTER 32: What the House Demands

I wiped my tears and looked at her. “Do you…believe in hell, Mom?” I asked. Her brows furrowed. “Yes? I really didn’t know Majesty but the bible says that it exist for the bad people who commit sins when they were alive,” she said. “They become a demon, Mom?” She was now confused on my questions but I really have to ask it. “No…they are being punished by the Demons, Majesty.” “Then where did the Demons came from?”

She looked at Will and then to me, "I was chased by a scary-looking... creature. It looked at me like it wanted to eat me." "It's the bad guy!" Will exclaimed. "Does it have red eyes and a black shadow-like body?" I asked. The woman was stunned. She nodded. I was right. There was really a demon near their apartment. And probably, Will's mother died not by accident. There's a great chance it was influenced by the demon. "What you saw was a demon. They prey on both of the living and the dead's soul." The woman stiffened. "Yes. It seemed like it wants to eat me so I ran away. My feet lead me here unconsciously as I always drop by here." Will's mother glanced at Will lovingly. "To think I would