Demon Slayer Figures 소설 & 이야기

I was so lost in familiarising with the new feeling, that I didn't realise when the princess came and stood across me. The princess held a shining silver sword which made my hands itch to hold it myself. The hilt was black adorned with brass at the top and the end. The black color formed a design above the hilt and ran straight to reach the middle of the sword. The blade was so sharp that every time the sunlight touched it, it gleamed brightly trying to blind me. The more I looked at it the more the urge amplified to play with it in the air for hours. Mixing some mysterious ingredients into the copper Chalice, the priest dipped his fingers in the mixture and dropped three drops of blood abov

An unnatural darkness swirled around Cassian, as if night had descended in the middle of the day. “You don’t want to die,” a voice said. It was deep, ancient, as though it had existed since the dawn of time. Cassian forced his head up. A shadowy figure stood before him—shaped like a man, yet surrounded by a coiling, supernatural power. Its eyes burned with a deep, crimson fire. “Who… who are you?” Cassian managed, his voice barely more than a rasp. “I am something beyond your imagination,” the figure replied, a strange smile curving its lips. “For a thousand years I have walked this world, hidden from mortal eyes. I am a demon, Cassian. And I’ve come to offer you a bargain.”

The demon that was following Garin had made it here and he landed heavily on the ground. Norae spun her trident around and had her guard up for this demon because just like every angel and demon, they were acquainted and she knew he was very powerful. The demon was tall and his horns were very big, most likely one of the biggest in Hell. And, the bigger a demon’s horn, the more power he possesses. He was in very thick armour that was adorned with human skulls on the shoulder pads. His eyes were blood red and the axe that was attached to his back was just as long as his entire body. Garin saw his face and he looked at him with both concern and slight gladness because they hadn’t seen each oth

The sound of the sword clattered and I heard a hideous growl and it disappeared immediately. I trembled in fear. Demons are capable of inflicting fear on another. Even if I think they are not scary, my body will automatically feel fear. It's something you cannot escape. That's why it's important to bear in mind that no matter how scared you are, you must fight. I swallowed. I now saw a black hooded figure that looked like a death reaper standing with his back to me. The demon fell on its feet and now was burned to ashes. The figure is tall with broad shoulders.

Shane can't pin point what is what as everything from the inside seems chaotic. Dusts then fell from the top of gate. After that moment, the first freed demon has set its foot on the surface of the earth, followed by another and another and another. The low ranked demons are almost identical to apes except that they have horns and they are larger. Their dark color complimented their fiery redy eyes which are glowing into the darkness of the night. They are also carrying the weapons they prefer. Some of them wields dual swords and some aren't. Some of them holds axe and soke holds spears.

She said with a serious voice. "Whipped? People are whipped here?" I asked with wide, disbelieving eyes. She nodded. "Darling, these are demons. They are not good creatures. They are revengeful, possessive and strong beings. Do not get on their bad side. They commit horrible, horrible things. The King had a prisoner from the human realm the other day. His eyes were taken first." She explained.

If I had known they worked for him, I would have listened to that faint voice in my head and ran hard and fast. I knew who he was before I arrived in this country. It was important that lone wolves like Hannah and I learned about the hierarchy of the most powerful packs and who not to cross. He came up on the top of the most feared. Not just in the supernatural world. He ruled the underground world too. A deadly combination of guns and claws. It was rumored that he ripped out hearts if a person just took the wrong breath in his direction. Carmine Moreno or as he was known across all factions— The Demon Wolf.

Never mind, let the past just the past. Damien stepped towards the two mystical weapons. Slowly, Damien grabbed the pair of gloves that had claws on them. Come to think of it, Ansel's strength specializing in speed would probably match that pair of gloves with claws on the tips of the fingers. And when Damien wielded the mystical weapon ... Bathump~ ... What appeared in Damien's mind was one of the demons who had a very high rank in hell. The demon lord of the sea, in the form of a giant seven-headed serpent that can even devour Kraken.

But my mom just smiled. “That’s my girl.” I smiled proudly. “But what is that?” She picked me up and walked over to her bookcase, she pulled out a really old book and opened it. On the page was a man with horns on his head and a long tail. “So, a demon is usually a very strong being. One who will use tricks and magic to punish anyone who makes them angry. Many people are afraid of them, because they are really strong and don’t show mercy to their enemies.”