Demon Slayer Kokushibou Novels & Stories

One, two, three four, five, and six! Six numbers composed of six entities residing in one half demon and a half mortal soul, the cambion who said to be the one to kill the Incubus hybrid vampire Damon Salvatore. -------- Damon hit Sachajir on his legs that made him stumbled on the ground. He hissed and winced in agony. It's a strong blow to make sure he couldn't regained his energy but he was thrilled to witnessed about his fighting spirit. Sachajir tried his best to fought back and he loudly growled where his voice reigned in the whole forest.

I stared at him while waiting for an answer. “It’s a Demon’s symbol.” My eyes furrowed at what he said. I stared at his eyes but he seems serious! But what? Demon’s symbol? I don’t understand. “D-Demon?” I stammered. He nodded and looked away. He’s now back on staring at the glass wall. I shook my head in disagreement. “Are you kidding me? There’s no such thing about Demons! I am finding the murderer and-“ “It’s always been the Demon’s fault, Majesty. They are just using the people to do bad things but it’s always been their idea to hurt and kill someone.” He said while staring at the glass wall. I am even more confuse now.

They came to the venue. "This place is crowded," Cael said. "Shinigami demons," Kyra said, "It can eat a lot here." Above them, they hear the loud flapping from the big wing. Cael and Kyra look into the sky and spot three unusual flying creatures. Except for them, no one else noticed. "The Shinigami demons," Kyra said. Kyra moved her gaze to Cael. Cael hurled his two boomerang-shaped blades towards the flying demons, which flew out of his hand. Cael's boomerang blade struck both Shinigami demons, attracting their attention. They fled as the Shinigami demons flew toward them.

"Demons are not real." Beyond frustrated, I sighed. "I didn't say demons. I said DAY-MONS. Pay attention because I really hate repeating myself. And anymore that's all I feel like I'm doing." He just raised an arm and waved me off as if I was fly. "Anyway, so this pact included a curse. The curse started out as the illness, but then it turned people into these soul hungry creatures. They go after people for the purpose of gaining more souls for their Mistress. Then at the next full moon the Daemon will be back to collect those souls and the Sorceress will be unstoppable."

"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.

“Or is it the alcohol? Stronger than it used to be, huh?” I just stared at him, rigid, trembling, brain short-circuiting. He sighed again and grabbed a handful of his dreadlocks with his free hand. “You’re stiff as a noble at his own beheading. Relax. I’m not here to hurt you. Promise.” When I felt his grip loosen, I smacked his hand away and stumbled back. “What the fuck are you?” He raised a brow. “A demon, of course. You summoned me, remember?” My jaw dropped. “You’ve got to be kidding me. A demon? What kind of sick joke is this? Demons don’t exist.”

"Human... how are you..." Lucien Desrosiers, the Demon King of the dark court, took one stunned step back. The noise behind him died at once. The hall was packed with elders, guards, and newly chosen sacrificial consorts, yet everyone seemed to forget how to breathe. Someone whispered, "She is not afraid of him? The Demon King's whole body carries the lust-curse. Any woman who gets too close starts collapsing within three seconds. Why is she fine?"

Then on top of the walls, cannons that he doesn't recognize before, started appearing out of nowhere. "Okabayashi!" Kazuha yells and she waves back before running around. These look cool. Not questioning anything, he summons crystals to stab approaching demons though he admits they are more sturdy than he thought. "Kazuha," he says and she stars at him. "Let's all go home together." She smiled at him, "Alright, let's go home together."

“The covenant is nearly complete. You cannot close the portal.” “We’ll see about that,” Larkam growled. He charged. The claymore flashed once, missing. Then he spun with a reverse swing—this time, the blade sliced through Partheos’s midsection. The demon snarled. “Enough games.” Partheos surged forward in a storm of sand. Blades of grit and wind flayed Larkam alive. He screamed as his flesh was stripped in ribbons. In a final act of defiance, Larkam hurled Demonslayer to Scott’s feet before collapsing into the dunes.

“I was gonna apologize for bailing you. I should have been there with you while you were recovering, but looking at you so sick and in a lot of pain that I’ve caused, it hurt, and the guilt and that demon just got into my head, and I let it in. I should have fought it and realized sooner that what demons do, is taunt and haunt and feed humans and us with our guilt and mistakes. I’m so sorry.” “You don’t have to apologize. You did what was right and you saved me.” “Stop saying I saved you when I almost killed you.” “To save my soul. I think that’s beyond plausible.” I smiled. “Coffee? Or is it that every time you see me, you see that asshole, too?” “He’s beyond an asshole. He’s a demon.” “You