Demon Soldier Romane & Geschichten

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.

Below me, Niklaus stands rigid, his eyes empty, still dressed in the remnants of our Claiming Ceremony—a cruel reminder of what should have been a night of love and bonding, not this nightmare. My throat aches from the silent sobs I can’t seem to stop, each one a silent scream of despair. I try calling out to him again, my voice a hoarse whisper that dissolves into the stale air of the basement. He doesn’t respond, doesn’t even blink. Just stands there, a statue in black and silver, a mockery of the vibrant, fierce man he truly is. He’s trapped, not by chains, but by something far worse—a soldier demon, cleverly implanted by Peter to make sure Niklaus does nothing but stand watch while his w

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

KAYLEEN These things can’t be real. The doctor is gone but I’m not taking them. I’m not going with medications and I’m never gonna believe her. “Why won’t you believe her?” she’s speaking to me again with her creepy face. Her hands touched my cheeks and she leaned closer. “You are a demon. You are a murderer.” Her whispers made me feel like my blood is on its boiling point. “See? You are angry!” she added and dodged my hand attempting to grip on her arm.