Demon Slayer Muzan Novels & Stories

“Are you…like him?” Mikhail smiles in bemusement. “I believe what you are trying to ask me is, am I a demon?” I nod my head and swallow hard at his casual no-nonsense question. He cracks his neck and quirks his lip. “Sort of.” He answers vaguely. I frown at his answer and inquire. “What do you mean, sort of? Are you a vampire or something?” He snickers. “No, I’m not a vampire. However, one of my brothers is. No. What I am is…complicated.” I quirk a brow at his comment about vampires and look back towards the ring nervously. Azazel has the advantage over his opponent and brings him down. Once he’s done with the other man, he looks back at me with a boastful smile. He’s such a cocky jerk. It m

The Rank 2 Ancestor Ranked Humanoid Mantis glared at Lucas. Lucas smiled. "That's right." Earlier, when he activated the fifth level of the Immemorial Dragon Sword, the demonic aura and the sword aura engulfed the entire Mantis Mountain. The Rank 2 Ancestor Ranked Humanoid Mantis knew Lucas was not a human and was not astonished to know about it. Are you a demon?" The Rank 2 Ancestor Ranked Humanoid Mantis roared. 'Lucas is not a human as there is not the slightest human scent over his body. So, that leaves him with only being a demon.'

He added. “And that is why you are worried,” Black Hand smiled bitterly and said. While he was tossing and turning in his bed due to news of the City Lords jumping ships, his uncle was worried about something much more important – Pazuzu. It had been stated in the letter that the reason why Mane Harbinger was going round seeking the allegiance of the other cities was because of a demon god whose power was so great that the God Slayer needed the help of everyone in the world to stand a chance against him. So how deadly was this person to cause someone with enough power to slay a god such worry?

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.”

''AN INSTANT'' Lisa: What are you trying to say? Murea: We used to think that the only way to kill a Demon Lord is by having other beings who can stand up to him and bring him to an end. But that was wrong. There is actually another way. And that is… the complete consumption of one's 'life force' and 'spiritual energy'. Kiri: Complete consumption?

she said firmly. “ I wonder why ..” Chad muttered. But wait... Just then, he suddenly realized it. Medusa doesn’t just murder the defaulting man alone, they murder the man and his family so the power of vengeance and karma is defeated. So how come they left his mother? He asked himself as the picture became clearer. They left his mother alive to draw him and his siblings back home since they couldn’t find them. To draw them back home so they could finish the job. “ medusa" Chad muttered shaking his head in disapproval and then he burst into a grievous laughter realizing the trap! He laughed so hard that his mother became puzzled.

"I am Asmodeus! Demon prince of Lust. The Archdemon of the Second Circle of Hell." Raphael shook his head again, this time wildly. "No. No! Aeshma!" His eyes glowed gold and his bright wings stretched widely in his back. He raised his great sword in front of us, pointing the tip to where my rotten heart hid. Since I am a demon now, I can easily be scarred by his Holy Sword. I felt threatened by the weapon, yes, but just a bit. I hissed at him. For an archangel, he sure does accept the change so fast.

Without thinking, Klaus stretched his hand towards the man, and strangled him without touching him. The demon dropped dead before the rest of the workers. Klaus hissed, and returned to his car, rage boiling in the pit of his stomach.

But my mom just smiled. “That’s my girl.” I smiled proudly. “But what is that?” She picked me up and walked over to her bookcase, she pulled out a really old book and opened it. On the page was a man with horns on his head and a long tail. “So, a demon is usually a very strong being. One who will use tricks and magic to punish anyone who makes them angry. Many people are afraid of them, because they are really strong and don’t show mercy to their enemies.”

The tattooed man kicked again, doubling me over as his foot connected with my stomach. "Any last words?" He sneered, leaning over me. I forced my gaze up, meeting his eyes. He grinned, warping the sun tattoo into an odd shape on his cheek. "Well?" I opened my mouth, about to cuss at him when he fell forward, covering me in a splatter of blood. I gasped. I'd thought the pain from him kicking me was bad, but the pain of his dead weight bearing down on my beaten body had me balancing the edge of consciousness. I looked up, trying to force the engulfing black away and met pale blue eyes. It seemed my guardian wasn't just a pretty face.