Demon Slayer Headcanons Novels & Stories

I made sure to use the same relaxed, casual form. “You shouldn’t have made up that story about being a demon.” He laughed. “There’s no such thing as a fat desire demon. Did you come hoping to find a shapeshifter boyfriend? Maybe an incubus or concubus is more your taste? I’m gonna send you home before you distract our people more with your stories.” He growled. I took a deep breath and let it out slowly. He was telling the truth. That’s what he actually thought. I didn’t mind.

the bloody head spoke. As the portal faded, the summoner was now gone, leaving the snowy ground with tiny ashes and bloody marks. “What kind of monster is that lady?” Arth asked, his expression still surprised. Robert, Alice and the others were as shocked as him. “A demon,” Janshai replied. He knelt on the snow and then ran a finger on the summoner’s blood. “I have known it the moment she pointed out my half-blooded identity.” “Impossible,” one of the Grand Knights blurted out. “So we’ve been protecting a demonic being all this time …”

I tried to shake off the anxiety that had begun to snake itself into my gut. He couldn’t! I had read about demon lords, and if anything in those books were right, then it would tip our edge in battle dangerously towards him. Demon lords weren’t like other demons, they were powerful, very powerful, and came with their own armies of demons. If Killian had summoned one… “Mom! Liana! Brielle!” I called out, coughing from the ash and hoping they were still alright. Especially Brielle. Was she still unconscious? `They are fine.` Liana replied, and I breathed in relief.

the demon very nearly spat the word out, “would find elation in sin. Is it not why you chose to murder my hapless vessel in cold blood?” He forces himself not to shudder underneath her knowing gaze, forces himself to keep the eye contact going as he finally pulls his sword out of its sheath, pointing the blade directly for her throat and a memory, unbidden, flashes before his very eyes–Jin Sanscroft, threatening a different woman seated on that very same throne–and he mentally cursed to himself when her red eyes simply gleamed in silent delight and those infuriatingly knowing gaze of her’s tells him that she knows that he knows now why she thinks he and her lover were so alike. He and Jin Sa

She cherished every demon like her life and had warned everyone never to fight with them, even if they were killing you. "Come over here, you little boy!" She scowled, and I dragged myself to her, standing like a robot. She moved her head and muttered some magic words, which triggered some force to hit my head hard, bringing it down to a bow. An intense pain covered my entire head as I wondered what had hit me so hard, like steel. I could feel the blood trickling down my head and into my face. "If you are still feeling like an alpha prince or heir to the throne, take that stupid thought out of your head because you are a slave now!" Stan blurted, and I glanced at him in anger.

Lily said in gritting her teeth. “wait.. wait.. what? No, I will tell you something.. Possibly you don’t know some things and the one you believe beside you must have not told you too” pointing at Melinda, Demona said but Lily clicked her tongues not wanting to fall for her tricks. ‘No, No, How did that happened? What in the hell is happening? I can’t die.. I can’t die.. Dark lord… dark lord’ Demona started praying in her heart for Draco to rescue her but all her prayers were in vain. As the new form of Lily and Melinda cut her throat together, removed her head from her body.

Aosoth paused and regarded the demons. "The bones of a servant I have conveniently been able to acquire, and the flesh of my spouse can be easily retrieved. Now, the blood of my spawn has proved very difficult to obtain. I even went as far as arranging for the abduction of her father in order to lure her here. She, however, seems not to care less about what happens to her father" At this point she stopped and looked up. Hanging among the rafters of the cathedral's roof was a bound and gagged human shape, slowly twisting and clearly unconscious.

"In exchange for my armies and my alliances, I want Sherman's head. – Komen said. - All right, I want to be your partner. – Tsuki said. Sometime later, upon getting rid of Sherman, Tsuki asked for Sherman's head towards one of the executioners, in which they brought her soon after, when there was a meeting, the demon brought the head in a cage. Komen was there at that time, quite happy, to say the least, when they looked at and signed documents. A few years earlier.

Now he was fighting not to pin Victoria down and bury his fangs into her soft neck. Focus. "Keep going," he commanded huskily. "It said berserkers were the power house of the demons, like the strongest physically. Death demons are the oldest race," she paused, "I don't think you're a death demon though." She knows. "Why not?" "Well, it said they're very rare. And that they can only be killed by another death demon."

In addition, there were another three absolute superiors in the Demon Clan. They basically existed in the Demon Saint Realm. The first one was a giant red goat with a pair of hill-like horns, the second one was a blood-red mantis with a shiny metallic luster, and the third one was a giant monster with a snake's body and a dinosaur's head. Other than these four absolute superiors of the Demon Clan, there were also three superiors of the Human Clan.