Demon Slayer Headcanons 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.

—It’s strong and gives me a hard time, but after backing away with my arms, I drain the energy and blast it. I’m out of breath, but as soon as I’m getting attacked, with a quick trip, the demon falls and gets stabbed by my sword in the chest. Then a huge heat passes by my side, and I see Darren, who takes off the head of a demon not far from me. He approaches, and after patting his head, all of us rebels return to the charge against Silver’s army. I rip off the head of yet another demon when dizziness makes me fall to my knees.

he asked. "I think so," Yoseob frowned. "Please don't tell me you're gonna call him! The guy is a nutcase!" "Call him," Joonjae ordered. "We'll need him in case if there is a demon inside Lee Shinah's husband. Sometimes, they latch onto the nearest host they can find after killing off their current vessels. Who knows, he might be possessed too. We don't want another person to die." Death would be kinder for him though, Yoseob thought but did not dare to voice it out. His boss was done with bloodshed and wanted to run away from his past life.

Slayers like Mom and Dad do not wear everyday garments because rushing into battle can induce brocade to tear. Instead, the material should be stretchable enough to endure a demon slayer’s swift moves. When my grand teacher, my mother’s teacher, was alive, he had identified me as a future Slayer. On the other hand, he had looked into my future and revealed that I had a rough destiny, possibly even harsher than my mother’s. Every demon-slayer had a destined one and a war partner. If I could find my partner, then I might avoid any possible misfortune.

His gaze turned towards me as I cradled Asa close to my chest. "A word," he said as he inclined his head to the side. Giving him a brief nod, I handed Asa over to Sheila and followed him. We didn't travel far—just far enough for Sheila not to hear our conversation. "Sheila has demon blood running through her veins, and I have angel blood," he suddenly said. This hadn't been how I had expected this conversation to go. I thought for sure he would demand that I make sure she was okay and warn me what would happen to me if I failed.

"Yes, before my brothers could find her, you have to find her first, kill her and carry her head to the underworld so they can accept you completely." "Oh for fuck sake, you want me to beheaded the daughter of strongest God?!" I asked in disbelief with eyes widened in bewilderment. That is no fucking way I would do that! Even though I'm mad at them for kicking me out and accused me, I still can't do it to an innocent child, because first, I don't have any idea what she looks like, no one in Mt.Olympus had seen the daughter of the strongest deity, second, she's a she! In my three years of working for Demon lords, I have never accepted a woman as my target because I can't hurt women in general

🎀CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SEVENTY-EIGHT🎀 She was now watching his face intently, completely mesmerized by how flawless he looked even while unconscious. It must be a demon gene... she thought to herself. Even though she knew folklore always depicted demons as ugly, monstrous creatures, she knew the truth was different. After all, Lucifer himself was a demon, and he was notoriously beautiful. And since Lucifer was the ultimate ancestor for all demons, it actually made total sense why Asher looked the way he did.

"Okay, okay. Thank you!" "Well, that was a shocker" she said to the rest of the team. "A lady was here maybe " Alex said. "Not a maybe oju r how do we explain a nail with dried blood round it and it's not the victim's? A lady was definitely here." Anthonia replied, "You are so dumb". "Are there poets in your family?" Alex asked sarcastically, ready for another word exchange. "Okay, that is fine" Diana chipped in. "No, let him feed on me' Anthonia rolled her etes countlessly.

She wanted no communication not to talk of exchange of pleasantries between her and the human, it was better if he felt he was not only mute but also dumb. "I'm sorry, I think you can heat but not speak… let's do it this way… nod twice if you can hear me" he says. Setsuna could not believe the image forming between her eyes, she… a demon slayer, a dragon slayer, a beat slayer… Setsuna , who plays other gods who crossed her path or dared to disrespect her, was taking orders from a young filthy human. Is this what her life has reduced to?" She asks herself, regretting the moment she had left her husband to wallow around and end up in this situation.

The eerie silence stretched on for what felt like an eternity before someone nervously spoke up. "I've seen something like this in a book. If I'm not mistaken, this is a dark magic from Jordale called the Flying Head Demon. It's incredibly evil. It requires the blood of a living being to fuel it. Once perfected, it can make the head fly, crawl on walls, and kill without leaving a trace."