Demon Slayer Susamaru Novels & Stories

He flashed her his death stare, and for a brief second, she thought of running to where her master stood. "That demons aren't real, because they are. And I would watch your man there carefully if I were you. He is a demon, a supernatural creature. How did you two even...it doesn't matter. My doom has come either way." She narrowed her eyes on him now. Visibly confused by everything he had said. It was the second time he was making such an accusation against her master, and now he was saying his doom had come. "What does that even mean?" Her bitterness was audible in her voice, visible in her eyes, but the older man did not seem to care.

“Like you, you have Clairvoyant Eyes. That’s because you have the blood of some demon within you.” Quincy chuckled. “So you’re saying that Susan’s a mongrel?” Susan glared at him. “Quincy Zoppins, you’re always spouting such bullsh*t!” Quincy replied, “If you could actually spout bullsh*t out of your mouth, I’ll call you master.” Susan was so angry that she started heaving, but she couldn’t do anything at the time. Even so, she was still quite interested in Dorothy’s explanation of demons. “Then what demon blood do I have in my body?”

“It is an essential part of our religion and we are not leaving without it! Even with your great power, you cannot defeat us all and your new puppet there will not be able to help you!” “I wonder about that!” Gwanhoya is infuriated, “Did he just call me your puppet?” “I am afraid so, my lord!” “Very well, step aside, they are all mine!” “Okay!” The demon flames surround her body. Shato perceiving this he turns to run back into the army. Garamba levitates to watch from a distance so that she won’t get burned with the flames. “Let the massacre begin!” Garamba says softly. “Your power is not of this world, Garamba’s new servant!” Shato shouts from within the crowd, “I heard she is good at tamin

He watched as his fellow warriors were been slaughtered and innocent souls leaking in the air. 'He is a demon then why is he weak? 'Why don't he posses other powers apart from reading minds.' Thinking about that a smile crawled into his head and his heart litted. "Special..We are been ambushed! I need you here." He whispered in his head.

Galatrina spoke calmly but with sweat on her cheeks. "I know, and one of them is going to be a pain in the ass." Alucard respond in a menacing way. Hiyojin then looked at the sky. "So we're facing him ha. Leomord, former number 1 of the 1st generation of warriors. If only Teresa is here." He looked down at the ground while sweating. Most of the warriors finally sensed the incoming demons. They braced themselves as the approaching hordes of demons trampled the ground and creating an earthquake within the earth.

Waking up in the middle of the night, I hear a noise from the corner and when I see her fangs protrude from her mouth, I know that it is none other than “The Soul Eater” herself. I bolt up in bed with wide eyes and struggle to free myself from the covers, that have wrapped themselves around my ankles so tightly that I can’t get out of them. When she stands up from her crouching position, I note that she is not in her human form this time, but rather in a demon form or something akin to it. Her “True” form, I am pretty sure.

he sneered before walking away. Guiller caught the faintest smirk on Hunter’s face—not the cocky or sarcastic kind, but one tinged with sadness and disappointment. It unsettled him. Guiller reached into his coat and pulled out his gun. Hunter’s eyes followed the movement, noticing Antonio’s men untie him from the walls. As his hands came free, Hunter collapsed to his knees, his battered body refusing to support him any longer. When Hunter finally looked up, he found the barrel of Guiller’s gun aimed straight at him. A bitter chuckle escaped his lips. The Demon Alpha—reduced to this. Of all things, dying at the hands of a Mafia member felt absurdly ironic.

The Demon Could Kill "Amazing," Charles breathed, leaning forward into Jasper's personal space and scrutinizing his face. "You can truly turn incorporeal? I find that remarkable." Jasper actually fucking blushed and Sebastian just covered his mouth to hide his shock. Never once in nearly a millennium had Sebastian ever seen the spectral demon flustered. "Charles, space," Damian said. "What?" Charles looked around, as if suddenly realizing there were other people in the room beside himself and Jasper. As soon as the vampire laid eyes on the spectral demon he'd been completely enthralled.

he said. Dryzza nodded hesitantly, recalling the ominous creature lurking in young Takumi’s shadows. "People bound to demons are cursed," Tomoya continued. "Takumi nii-san is one of them... as was Samantha. The reason none of you have found any trace of her is simple: she has vanished completely from this realm. But two days from now, I’m certain she’ll return." Dryzza stared at him, her confusion deepening. The pieces of the puzzle he provided felt impossible to connect, yet the gravity of his words left no room for doubt.

Wilbur and Loja both stepped back, eyeing each other intently. Loja smiled faintly as he lifted his demon-subduing pestle, and a buzzing sound started to spread while the chants still echoed in the skies. In front of him, a five-meter-tall demon slayer appeared. It was also wielding a pestle as it charged at Wilbur. The onlookers could not help but cheer. Loja sure was impressive. He managed to summon a protector so easily. He truly was the strongest in Shia. At that moment, Wilbur swung his halberd, engaging the demon slayer.