Demon Slayer Aoi Kanzaki Novels & Stories

“Shadowland has creatures in it. Both human like and black, gooey zombies.” Rain, my Knight and a powerful demon in her own right, gave me an unimpressed look as she adjusted a pin in my hair. She was a bit of a perfectionist and couldn’t stand when things were out of place. If she were human, I’d say she had severe OCD. I guess I could still say it even though she was a demon.

"Assemble in the kitchen." Reassuringly, Sasha also reported dropping by in Oriole's area to rescue the girl. Zen was thankful for that. It would be a shame to lose Oriole without putting her hypnotising abilities to use. Before Zen could check on his area to make a break for the kitchen, he received a private message. [Akiko “Death princess” Kanzaki sends you a message. “Where are you?”] Zen quickly texted back that he would make his way to the kitchen from the laundromat when Akiko's instant reply made him stop.

"Like I'm a pawn for you to control?! I didn't sign up for this costume party to be an errand boy! I have my own reasons for being here, and I'm no attack mage! You got beefy over there take him instead!!!" He said, pointing at the large framed figure on the throne. " Kanchi Asobi is a Holy Shoutorin artist. He doesn't fight anymore!!!" The figure snapped back at him. The figure walked over to the candelabra and dripped his blood over it once more.

His eyes were as red as blood and he kept gritting his teeth in the small room where Asmodeus kept chanting some words. Asmodeus was wearing a long black cloak with black gloves, her hair packed in a black hat. Her face was covered in black makeup. Black eyeliner, black lip gloss, and she even dyed her hair. "Skorios! Beasta nami'an seriosa kelith a krahgh. Tellimenta kathri grugriensos guthrie sos manio pellebrato, alolan akolab bingisosa. Oh ye spirit of power. Oh ye spirit of might. Oh ye spirit of strength. Behold your host and make it your abode. Take him in as your own and forsake him not. Thou doth hold a lot captive. Souls, spirit, powers and all. Shall this be made difficult?" She k

… “Show yourself.” Sayo appeared right behind Ambrose who had entered an empty den. This den was right behind the one where Laylin was. “My King, I had been waiting for your command,” Sayo said kneeling down at once, trying to ease Ambrose’s mind right away. Sayo was a demon who had a blood pact with Ambrose. In context, he was bound to him for life. He could always trace where his lord was, and be called upon his master's wish but there was a flaw in this.

He suddenly hit Istio which made his head just explode. “What are you doing in front of my master!?” This nameless demon walked in front of me, he covered Istio's body that was lying from my sight. "Introducing, my name is Zhar. Your master's body is very suitable as my replacement body. It's better for you to get out of the way than to be killed too!" "Woi demon! Why don't you have a name? Even though he has a name even though he was just summoned," I asked the demon.

Relief washed through me as I shook my head. "No. What we believe about demons are wrong. They are called Daemons and they do not have the power to take souls," I explained. "They need a spell from a Sorceress to do that. But a Sorceress needs the amplifying power of a Daemon to take souls on such a mass scale. So, they used this symbiotic relationship to bring on this huge curse. Disguised as a sickness, it caused people to turn into a zombie like creature. Once that was done, they twisted the hunger into a soul feeding machine. Now they won't stop until all the souls are gone." I turned to Cynthia feeling the pain that she must be feeling knowing what had happened to her children.

“The quartermaster is named Kosano. I believe Sasha fought him and managed to drop him overboard. He wields a pair of tonfas because he used to be martial arts police. He became corrupt and decided to give up his marshal’s star for gold. Now he runs most of the slave trade operations in the south. He’s from there and an earth Slayer. He’s dark-skinned, wears a bandana on his head and, if you look closely, you’ll find he’s missing a pinky…” Temujin had heard of the ritual of yubitsume among the gangs. A Slayer’s little finger was especially important in gripping the hilt of a sword so it was an ideal body part to take away as punishment. “… he lost that when he was a cop and went against the

"Kenji Miyoshi..." I squinted my eyes, fully aware of who he was. Kenji Miyoshi was one of the members of the Miyoshi Clan, one of the aristocratic clans, who worshipped the Moon Goddess and the other deity they claimed as the Fox Goddess. He was also the new Alpha of the Moon Garnet pack. Kenji wore an intriguing smile on his lips. "Well, well, if it isn't Kasumi Azai, the daughter of the former Alpha of the Red Sun pack and quite the disgrace to the Azai Clan," he remarked with a mocking tone.

And all others were just murmuring on how arrogant this girl is. "Me!" Then I saw Stacey, were already marching towards the machine. Does she know what she's doing? The murmurs got even louder. I heard that it's the first time for a girl-to-girl match. I went to Stacey's side. "Can you handle this?" I trailed off to Stacey. "Sit back and relax, Lay." She then gave me a smirk. Okay. I know she got this. It's time to pick their characters. The girl picked Kazumi, not that I know of, she's the mother of Kazuya, the daughter-in-law of Jinpachi, the paternal grandmother of Jin and the ex-wife of Heihachi.