Demon Tanjiro Novels & Stories

He was suffering and asking for help but something’s weird. “A-Are you okay? Do you need help?” I walked towards him and I got to viewed his demonic horns so I gradually stepped back. “D-Demon?” “I’m hungry… I want some food! I’m going to die with this intense hunger within me… Help!” He strangled his stomach and laid down on the ground. “Here, grab this.” I tried to gave him a piece of apple but he arrogantly grasped it in my hand and I ended up having a bleeding scar because of him.

he said, his voice unwavering. He worked for hours, chanting incantations and drawing intricate symbols on the talisman. And as he finished, he placed it in my hands, his eyes meeting mine. "This talisman will protect you from the Demon werewolf's charm," he said. "But be warned, it is not foolproof. You must still be vigilant, and never let your guard down." "Do not underestimate the Demon werewolf," he warned. "He is one of the most powerful and cunning creatures in all of the supernatural realm. His charm is strong, and he can manipulate even the strongest-willed individuals."

"This isn't you. You're not meant to follow whatever he says. We have one mission and that mission is to take Sathanas out. He doesn't deserve your loyalty." Her breath was getting shaky. She hasn't really gotten to know how to find a demon, let alone one who has been empowered to fight her. "Her name isn't Chelsea. I introduce to you," Chelsea began to move towards her, eyes spitting darkness and violence. "Eversor!" His people cheered and her heart skipped a beat. She looked around frantically and by the time she would look back to her front, she was greeted with a punch on the jaw that sent her skidding across the rough floor. She couldn't block that punch as her hands were tied.

Catching her gaze he shoved the door open the rest of the way, entering with a tray of tea and food. She watched him with apprehension. Like most of the demons she'd seen so far this one was attractive, with dark red hair and black horns that curled back from the sides of his head. His eyes were striking, a brilliant amber. He wore a navy blue button up shirt and dark grey trousers. There were two swords strapped to his hips, looking completely out of place with his modern attire. His lips were pressed into a grim line as he approached her. "You're finally awake. I was becoming worried." He placed the tray at the edge of the bed. She could smell something delicious and her stomach grumbled.

But that doesn't make them weak. They are the most powerful men of my tribe: Devin, the grumpy red fire demon. Saluki, the dark blue demon who can read minds. Haze, the water demon with eyes that glow blue. And the last hunter is Ringo, who never looks the same due to his shape-shift abilities. "Devin, Saluki, Haze, and Ringo, what brings you here?" The four of them exchange a look, and then they grimace. No one says anything, and I lift a questioning eyebrow. I glance between them, and Devin, the one who is the bravest, steps forward.