Demon Slayer Leader の小説・ストーリー

One of them asked. "Yes, and we promise to follow his command all day." Another one said. "I already know who it is going to be. Zeedah will be the leader." "Yeah, Zeedah." They all began to murmur until he cleared his throat to maintain decorum. "Actually, the leader isn't a he." "What?" "It's a she. Rebal Tabitha." The whole shifters gasped and Rebal raised her head, her eyes glittering like her fur.

I sighed, relief running through my veins. “I agree…” He growled in anger, and I hid my laugh looking at the face he made. I shouldn’t laugh, but he was a kid, dumb and well, dumb, just too dumb. I went back and sat on the empty seat next to Alfred. “Ian, come up.” The old man muttered. I looked at Alfred, I thought it was over. “Do you agree to become the leader, taking the responsibility for your tier?” What is happening? A man stalked from the crowd, another beast, but still more human than animal. He nods, a huge smile sitting on his face. “From now on, you are Ian Demeter.” What? That’s how their surnames change?

He said with a devilish laughter "Who is the leader among you all? "He asked and I smirked "I..... "I am!!! " Carmella cut in before I could reply I stared at her with a frown "You are??? "He asked and she nodded "And I thought she was" He pointed to me "She is not our leader, she is! "Asher replied supporting Carmella I felt aggrieved and jealous Everyone now feels like Carmella is the leader instead of me just because she led us to hell "I am the leader my lord! " I said taking a bow as his brows raise in surprise

In the grand halls of the vampire mansion, the leaders – Simon, Vic, Usopp, and Joey – knelt before the imposing figure of Simon Howell, the esteemed leader of the vampire factions. The room was adorned with opulence, a stark contrast to the chaos unfolding in the mortal realm. Simon, a figure of authority and power, scrutinized his subordinates with a piercing gaze. "Report," he commanded, his voice carrying an air of supremacy.

They kept their eyes on me, carefully peered into my every movement. - I correctly thought, you are one of the chosen ones? - the leader spoke in a tone in which he was supposed to be according to his status. Chosen by my parents, but my brother and I are attributed to them. - Tom, are you sure? asked Lugara, who stopped laughing at me. So the leader's name is Tom. Quite a common name. Are you blind Peter? I have never seen anyone like her. another of their wolf demons spoke up. - You're right. Followed her because of the looks and flavor. Regular wolves are different. – the ringleader is obviously happy that they got their hands on the daughter of a true alpha. My death will give an advanta

The barriers outside Silverboa activated as the horde of astral daemons approached. The number of enemies was vast, blotting out the entire sky. To the onlookers, it felt as if a looming black cloud was about to crush the city. However, they were not overly worried. Suddenly, an astral daemon leader appeared before everyone. His strong physique indicated that he was significantly more powerful than the others. "Impudent humans, it's time for you to meet your demise. Today, I, Belial, will thoroughly crush everything you possess!" the astral daemon leader proclaimed.

Damon asked with a snicker, but underneath his voice laced hidden rage building up inside him. "We know the girl is your mate for you to come here, and right now, she's being taken to Thaddeus, our king and he might claim her" The leader sneered, oblivious of the surging rage that coursed through Damon at that moment and in a fleeting instant, he advanced towards him, his claws shot out of their base and with just one strike, Damon slit his throat and he dropped down dead. Shock bestowed the vampire's faces as they watched their leader lifeless body on the ground, they hadn't seen anyone move that fast, even faster than the vampires that had intense speed.

"They call me Sora. And if you’re wearing that stone, it means the countdown has already begun." "Sora was the leader of the First Rebellion," Dante whispered, his hand hovering near the small of my back, ready to draw the shadow-blade he no longer had. Even without his wolf, his instinct to protect me was a physical force in the air. "She was supposed to have been executed in the Purge of '16."

He kept enduring the pain, waiting for what he knew must happen, and soon, he heard something like glass breaking inside him. “We have to take him out, all together,” the leader said and the rest of the warriors rushed Alaric but Vertimon and the rest stepped up then. “Not on our watch,” Vertimon said. “Demon Lords,” the leader gritted his teeth, not like he can’t kill them but if he doesn’t kill Alaric now, it would be too late. “Deal with them,” he ordered, leaving all his focus on Alaric. However, before he could get to Alaric, a sudden burst of wind gusted out of him, blowing them all down.

"A Hunter," "No, she's not. She's all demon and mortal; a malformation, an outcast. She has nothing of the Trio Angels in her." The woman stated simply. "She holds so much power in her, much more than she is able to harness. We haven't seen the likes of her in...centuries. She's a danger to the world of Hunters and the mortal realm at large, more reason why she has to be annhilated immediately. But the Caucus is going to accept her, I know because I'm a member of the Caucus, and because she's friends with Robert Ravenwood's children. Robert Ravenwood's the Head of the Caucus." Aosoth grinned, revealing unnaturally white fangs. "My daughter is a Hunter, either way—"