Demon Soldier Novels & Stories

My eyes glowed intensely and a large orb of swirling dark energy slowly formed on my palms, "Deus Ex Mortem, heed my call. To bring forth destruction to this world's damned souls!" "Oblivio!" I screamed and the orb of dark energy discharged towards the group of demon sorcerers. A large explosion occurs reducing the demons into embers of dust and ashes. Through that feat, the Demons shrieked in horror once more. "He's an abomination!" One of them screamed. "Well, I had no reason to suspect that…." I tightly gripped my Short Sword once again and decidedly attacked the General for the second time. I need to make sure this one would connect.

*Ahem* *Clap* A person clapped his hand right in front of my face. "Since the king wants us to treat you well...we will do that. We can't go against his orders too. Anyway, My name is Ismo... I am the head of the demon war soldiers. The senior most in my field" A person spoke. His pale skin is getting easily red. I wonder if is it out of embarrassment or shyness. He had dark red hair. With amber eyes. His hair was sharp, like spines raising up. All these demons look so young at an age where they would have died more than 1000 times if they were human.

Alec said, touching his forehead like he caught a headache. I stood up not liking to see Alec this way. It makes me sad. I really hated this demon alpha for doing this to the man I so much care about. "I don't think you need to get so flustered because of this Alpha's letter. Just figure out what to do" I said softly, particularly talking to Alec. "You don't know who we are talking about Jessy. This man is a demon that doesn't care about anyone's life. Whosoever he visits, it's all death so stay out of this" Damion said harshly.

If Wilbur and the old man were here, they would be able to tell at first glance that the merfolk's emperor, Ramos, who had never shown his real face this entire time, looked just like Demon from the dungeon. Demon was actually a clone of Emperor Ramos. Wilbur had blown Ramos' clone apart with the power of light just now, and the six wisps of miasma had returned to Ramos' body, meaning that Demon was now back in Ramos. The merfolk emperor stared at himself in the mirror. "F*ck! I can't believe you're back."

But he had to move slow. The first thing he did was introduce the evil man to what evil truly looked like. One of those mornings when he chose to appear before the man’s bedside, he decided not to leave so suddenly. Nay. He stayed and looked Rell in his eyes, starting a stare down with his demon form fully on display. Young didn’t disappear until the man had sprung into action, finally reaching for his gun, with a ‘what the hell’. When he turned back to the edge of his bed, Blood, the demon version of Young, had disappeared.

Some demons realized that the demon in front of them, who was as big as an elephant, was crazier than other demons. It wasn't because of his large body or his strength, but because of his madness in facing his enemies or even his own friends. While other demons would retreat or run away with their friends, this demon would use any means necessary to survive, even if it meant eating his friends to become stronger. That's why many demons disliked him, and when the demon world was not yet at war with the underworld, they locked this demon in a cold prison. But now that demon has returned, making them uneasy, only they are powerless because he is a first-level emperor who can destroy the formati

she asked, empty terror behind the words. “Then…” I smiled, though icy fingers gripped my gut. “…you’ll have something to yell at the Nest about when you get there. Tell them the only demon who deserved to live died because of them.” “Not funny.” “Didn’t mean it to be.” The footsteps drew closer. I saw them now—camouflage pants, boots, metal clasps, dark vests. One soldier descended the path, finger on the trigger; another approached from the ridge, sweeping the forest with his weapon.

"The Hooded Demon is here!" "No wonder we're losing so much ground..." Terrance spoke to himself out loud, he created fur coats for the team made of his divine energy. "And there's someone stronger than him... they're summoning soldiers as ice demons... someone's controlling them that's pretty strong in the back. Leave that demon to me, you guys split up however you like to kill the other two." Terrance spoke his peace and disappeared to attack his target, wasting no time getting into the battlefield for Union Army assistance.

It was a known fact in this world that regular weapons didn't cut it; only demons could truly slaughter other demons. Slyvara had caught wind of the ambush at the same time Kai did, and she had sprinted to the scene to back Damir up. Moving like a literal nightmare, she shifted into her mist form, slipping through the battlefield and blind-siding enemies left and right. By now, the human guards were totally exhausted, with most of them bleeding out or nursing nasty injuries on the ground. But Damir and Slyvara were an unstoppable duo. They kept pushing the frontline back, making it crystal clear that these grunt demon soldiers were absolutely no match for uppe

Demon nodded at him. "Hire the best security and tell them to guard my boy" Demon ordered him. "Okay sir," His assistant said and left the room. Demon looked at the file and first his hand in anger. You will pay greatly for cheating on me. Whispering, this Demon walked towards his big glass window from where he can see the whole city. Demon looked at the busy city just then his eyes fell on a poster. A model was showing a revealing dress in the picture. Demon's eyes turned red in anger because the model was no other than his ex-wife Katrina whom he used to love more than his life and the same girl abandoned him and his one-day-old baby boy just because of her bullshit modeling career.