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I explained. “Mate? Servants? Camps? What the hell happened in the last month? None of this sounds like you!” He said angrily. “Deep breath. Ready?” I asked, more to myself than to him. “Go ahead.” Denny answered curtly. “I’m a concubus, Dennis. So was Indie. The reason Drayce…. I mean Patrick, took me is that he works with a male concubus called a Vasili. He’s a king of the desire demons, incubi, succubae, and concubi.”

“This is not good,” Slabhrai, the goddess of chains, said as she noticed a change in the lower planes, “I can feel a shift in power.” “What do you mean?” Chogaidh, the god of war replied, “Is something happening in the mortal plane again?” The other gods gathered, wondering what it could be this time. The last time that Slabhrai, who governs the chains that connect the different planes of the world, felt this shift in power was when the first Demon King was born. Back then they merely swept it off as a normal event among them mortals; after all, they did not expect that the god of games would intervene.

“All members of the Hiyasha-to dress the same. They wear a Slayer uniform that’s similar to what Chief Reijo wore in Blarjokull, with two large panels down the front, but instead of blue and white, the colors are red and black. They also wear hoods and their mempos cover their entire faces. Because the cultists are all red Slayers, their masks depict the snout and fierce teeth of a dragon. “The Yami Tennō is said to be very wealthy and very proficient with his element. Strangely, no one has witnessed the full extent of his fighting skills. It’s also rumored that he keeps a sleeve arrow, a small brass tube that can fire arrows; lethal up to thirty paces.

My fist glows and I uppercut her. Fist of the shard: Railgun. She shoots into the air, and I follow suit. She stops mid-air and hurls back downward. I can sense a black miasma around her now. A huge black hand appears beside her and shoots towards me. I slash it in half, but it reforms into ropes and bind me. A purple sigil is in front of her now and I watch as she passes through it, totally transforming. Clad in black armour, and brandishing a huge blade, I recognize the familiar demon magic. “Possession”, I say as she fires a blast of hellfire at me. My dome blocks the fire, but not for long. I tear off the binds and release my second shard level. I dodge the burst of flames and fly at her

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.

I joined her now looking at all the wolves in attendance, looking for anyone who looked suspicious or nervous. “Does anyone here have any ideas why and how you are being tracked?” She asked innocently, acting like she was really relying on them to come up with ideas. After a few minutes she sighed. “I thought as much.” She grinned, showing off her silver teeth. “Most of you don’t know, but my enemies have given me a nickname... I am known as Demon. The Demon of SilverFang to be exact. Would anyone like to know why I am called that?” She barely paused before she started to send out commands. “I WANT TO KNOW WHO HAS BEEN TEXTING LOCATIONS TO VITO!!!”

I blurted out the question. I noticed that his smile faltered. "Ethan Grant." He responded grimly before he turned away to look in front. "Ethan is the biggest douchebag in this college. He thinks he owns the place because his dad's the Dean. He likes to beat people up for fun." Skylar put in bitterly. I could feel my face contorting in disgust. What kind of a creep beat people up for fun? Maybe I could teach him a lesson or two. ************* "Hey Verena, wait up!" I heard Skylar's breathless voice call out from behind.

A group of Seven demons shook the world by storm with their immense power. But just as how the demons evolve their existence. So does the Demon Slayers. They started forming organizations and started learning from each other around the world on how to kill demons and became stronger too. They were no longer known as Demon Slayers. They called themselves the purifiers of evil, The Exorcist. Unlike demon ranks they had class. From Low priest, High Priest, Arch Priest and Paladin. There are 12 paladins in the Exorcist organisation and the strongest one was chosen to be the Head Paladin and have absolute control over the organisation. They were strong even though less in number compared to demon

But there was just something disturbing and unnerving about her gaze that made the strands on my shoulders and the back of my neck stand on end. The daughter was also exquisite, much like her mother and they both have the same hair color and texture. Her brown and wavy hair is swept excellently on her shoulders, and her ocean blue eyes seem very vast and virtuous, and her face resembles an angel. Her fine, crimson lips were curved in a crooked smile that cheers you up just by taking a close look at it.

I am afraid this poor soul does not understand either. “***” The man just stands there and waves his hands in the air as to say he does not mean harm. I raise the palm of my hand and signal him to stop moving so I can get a little bit closer. “The emblem of Lycori.” In the corner of his neck, I notice a small red tattoo of a pointy flower. The emblem of the demon continent, Lycori. I have read that it is common for demon villages to have humans as slaves; this old man must have escaped from his demon master all the way over here.