Demon Physiology Novels & Stories

Damien’s POV I wake up to the sun in my eyes. Fuck my head is pounding. When I try to get up I can’t. My eyes fly open as I feel my hands and feet have been tied to.. the bed frame ? I lay my head back and sigh. Fuck. I try to swallow but my throat still feels raw. She snapped my neck. When was the last time I’ve gotten that done to me. Demons live longer than humans and most things that can kill a human won’t kill a demon.

“Tell us what you know about demons—anything that could help.” Argun’s gaze grew distant, pained. “They need hosts. They can’t leave their dominions unless summoned. Their blood runs black. They're strong—unnaturally so. And they don’t have souls.” He looked directly at Charlene. “For every Fate… there are hundreds of them.” “They’re fallen angelic beings,” he finished grimly. Idris scoffed from the corner. “Now it makes sense.” Seth glanced his way. “What do you mean?”

Zeus asked quietly not to disturb his mate, who had fallen asleep with her head on the countertop. Cronos muttered in response, "I think it has something to do with what he already is." Resting his elbows on the counter and steepling his fingers, he continued, "Demon is a true-born demon of the underworld. He was not sent there for punishment; he was born of the darkness that belongs to one of the most horrifying of places. The place of his birth does not want to let him go. Demon is not strong enough to fight it." "Can't anyone do something to help him? Leo will be devastated if the Demon does not survive." Evelynn sniffled as Cronos wiped the tears from her cheeks. "We all will," she added

, I had to ask. "While it hurts, Eida said the truth. Our species have been tainted by senseless breeding and mixing with other species. But what step us apart from other species is the presence of Essence". I looked at him. "I read about it in a book in Eitri's library. Essence is a type of mystical energy of ancient origin every Demon possess. Its a demon's life force". "Right. But Essence can grow. And it can diminish. It's a demon's primary ability".

This can only mean it didn’t consider the demon spawn threat, to begin with. The thing with demonic monsters was that they were like animals, dependent on their instincts and a child also acted on his instincts like animals but mature demons never willingly absorbed unnatural auras from other living breathing creatures. According to the records: Firstly, it was addicted and the demon world didn’t have any other creatures but demonic entities, and secondly because it would inevitably kill the other creature that was giving away its aura. Thirdly, it eventually kills the demon too once they have taken in more aura than its life source can hold.

Suddenly, from the very center of the pentacle, a swirling mass of black smoke began to materialize, coalescing into a towering, amorphous form. This entity, devoid of any discernible features, exuded an aura of pure malevolence. Belle's heart raced as she took in the sight before her—this was her first encounter with a demon, a being she had scarcely believed could exist. Paralyzed with fear, she watched as the smoky figure loomed closer, its presence suffocating and terrifying.

Bloodstains on his body indicated the source of the blood used in the magic circle on the floor. In front of the altar lay the bodies of two young girls and three maids. From their state of death, it was obvious that they had been used in an evil sacrifice, commonly known as a blood sacrifice. Standing next to the altar was the creature that had used the 'spider web technique' to attack Christine and the others, a demon. A demon is a person who has been transformed by demonic energy. Depending on the energy, the body changes in different places. The demon in front of them had obviously received succubus energy. It had two small demon horns on its head, long blonde hair, a charming expression

The true form of the entity slowly emerged from the confines of the Demon's Box—a colossal being shrouded in a sinister blood-red hue. The creature had a humanoid form, yet it bore eight eyes upon its face. These eyes lacked pupils, each adorned with unique, intricate trigram patterns. At the center of this arrangement, where a ninth eye might be expected, lay a gaping maw—a monstrous oval filled with rows of razor-sharp teeth, making for a terrifying display. Its body was marred by tattered flesh wounds, from which oozed repulsive pus and blood, transforming into countless maggots that writhed across the ground.

It was slowly stitching itself back up. “I don’t know how many of them there are,” he continued, moving closer, urgency sharpening his voice. “It’s worse because they reproduce by asexual division. Inside a host, the demon grows as it feeds on escalating violence and mental collapse. Once it reaches saturation, it splits. Tears itself in two. The process destroys pieces of the host’s mind. Blackouts. Derealization. Personality fractures. Memory loss.” Conrad’s body was already halfway back, muscle layering over bone, skin stretching and knitting with wet sounds that made my stomach roll.

As the white beam faded, the dark strings and smoke of alar all gathered in one place, compressing, as if trying to form a demon. Arth braced himself as Dethnar appeared amidst the black smoke, now showing his true form. The demon had dark-blue skin, rough and hard, with a long tail behind him. Two curved horns sprouted from his head, with black demon wings spreading wide open. Divine Purge could remove the demon from the body it had possessed. The only problem was that it would also cause the demon to materialize into its physical form. And demons on their own bodies are much more powerful. They could easily access their full strength and capabilities … compared to possessing only mere huma