Demon Pikachu Novels & Stories

In the passage, strange figures were flying, circling, or sticking to the wall of the passage. There were all kinds of different kinds of Evil energy, but all of them contained a terrible Evil energy. This Evil energy was obviously affected by this place and then transformed into a Demonic Beast. But these devils were obviously not simple. The surrounding Evil energy was constantly swallowed up by him, and vaguely, after devouring the Evil energy, the Devil Power on his body became more condensed... "Roar..." A huge Demonic Beast suddenly appeared from one side of the passage. It was a lizard-like Demonic Beast, about seven or eight meters long. Its scales were pitch-black and its sharp claw

] The shop owner immediately sent back a string of question marks. Me: [What's wrong?] Shop owner: [Please tell me you're joking! That's not an incubus! That's a demon, and the most dangerous kind at that!] Incubi had markings. Demons had them too. For someone unfamiliar with the difference, they were indeed hard to tell apart. Everything made sense now—why Raven never needed to feed, why he insisted he had no owner, and why he always caught himself before saying too much. That night, when the enforcement officers conducted their search, they were looking for Raven.

Small potatoes; just two hundred rotten corpses, two drops of my blood, and they would all rise up. I didn't do that, however. Why? What for? I released my power only once. I wanted to know what it was like, to set myself free. I remember it as if it was yesterday. I was five, physically; mentally, around ten. Yep, a paradox: half-demons age slowly, but get smart very fast. I will live a hundred years more than an ordinary human. I could probably last until I'm three hundred, if I survive, or three hundred and fifty-yet I'll still look like a teenager until I'm forty. But that's not the point.

He looked at me in shock and I could see the fear in his eyes when he looked at my arm. "Demon." I heard him say before running away from my room. I just asked why he seems to be scared. Who is the demon? Me? What is a demon by the way? Then when I got dressed I went out of the room and went to the kitchen, I saw a knife fall to the floor so I took it but I immediately let it go and closed my eyes because I saw something in my mind again. I saw the face of my mom and the girl with the horns again, mom was holding a knife and stabbed that girl with the horns, the girl did not know because she was sleeping.

But that doesn't make them weak. They are the most powerful men of my tribe: Devin, the grumpy red fire demon. Saluki, the dark blue demon who can read minds. Haze, the water demon with eyes that glow blue. And the last hunter is Ringo, who never looks the same due to his shape-shift abilities. "Devin, Saluki, Haze, and Ringo, what brings you here?" The four of them exchange a look, and then they grimace. No one says anything, and I lift a questioning eyebrow. I glance between them, and Devin, the one who is the bravest, steps forward.

It then stood straight up like a human in mid-air, expanding its body till it was ten meters tall, using just one of its trotters to stomp on Dolores. “Unreasonable!” Dolores said as she slapped the pig’s head harshly. This made Pigsy lose balance and roll to the side as if it were a bowling ball. Its nose and mouth were starting to bleed. It let out a painful cry, crawling up back to its feet and hiding behind Alex. “Holy sh*t, how is this bird b*tch so strong? Who is she?” Alex said, “She’s a peacock. And her powers… well, she’s likely a great Golden Immortal Demon.”

How could a spirit be tortured? Rose groaned as she rolled over onto her back, smoke seeming to rise from her singed body. The demon just cackled as he watched them, the noise sounding like boulders grating against each other. His body was a deep red, almost as if it had been dipped in blood. His eyes were almost as dark as his body, with no whites to be seen, almost as if they flowed from his body straight to the pupils. He had pointy ears and two small horns in the middle of his slick scalp. His teeth were just as yellowed as Baltabek's, and his fingers and toes were scrawny claws that resembled small talons from a twisted bird. He wore no clothing, and just like Baltabek, seemed to have n

Wilbur, protected by the white glow, was not harmed by the fireballs in the slightest. "What? How?" Demon's eye twitched as he roared, "You monster, I'm going to destroy you!" He grabbed at the air with his right hand, and an enormous arm made of earth-type powers appeared. Right after that, Demon made a fist with his right hand and struck the ground. The enormous arm clenched into a fist in mid-air as well, swinging a punch down at Wilbur. Wilbur stood with his hands raised, catching the arm's fist head-on. He pierced a spark of lightning through the arm and blew the arm to pieces which scattered all over the floor.

The man fell to the ground, screaming in pain while Ares just rolled his eyes and threw the eyeball on the ground and stomped on it because squatting in front of the man. He grabbed the man by the hair and lifted his head up so they were eye leveled. “I told you I don’t do second chances but you are someone I’ve known for so long so I don’t want to kill you off just like that but if you don’t find a way to get me rid of this demon the next time we meet, I won’t just be taking away your other eye but also your life. Got that?” He pushed the man to the ground as he stood up then turned to Cornelius with a groan.

She licked her chapped lips, she had been drained of blood in those seconds that her heart was finally pumping new ones and circulating it through her. Her legs felt like jellies and she almost crawled to the bed and sat down on it, she placed her hand on her chest one more time and closed her eyes, God, I’m alive, I am really alive, she thought as she covered her mouth with her hand as tears blurred her vision. Her father was the scariest men she had ever seen and she hated seeing him angry but this man, the man she just saw? She would gladly watch her father angry a million times than have another scene with that monster. It was as if his eyes were an empty vacuum, no, bottomless pit of he