Demonic Origins Novels & Stories

Elian pressed closer, spectral hands reaching uselessly, horror rooting him as the chamber dissolved into chaos—clashing steel, demonic roars, the infant's wail cutting through like a knife. It dawned on Damitri then, in that frozen instant, the witch's warnings he'd ignored: the entity he'd summoned wasn't ally or benefactor, but the Devil of the Abyss, binder of souls, weaver of curses that tainted bloodlines forever. The power he'd stolen now poisoned his legacy, birthing a thirst in his sons that the full moon would eternally ignite—a blood hunger that chained the wolf to infernal chains.

But the memory plays in my head again and I feel too nauseous to get any amusement from it. “Well, Kaeden, we have a lot of things to tell you, none of which are in any way good.” Cressida, a high witch says. “But I must start with a question. Your father has, in all his years, committed several unspeakable atrocities, but none of this… well, this level. Do you have any idea what could have inspired this?” “I am afraid I might,” I admit. “My father has apparent relations with demons.” “Lamashtu demons.” Dolores says. “We are aware of a certain Scyla who has been playing a heavy hand in securing his immortality.”

Our demon magic originates from Haures himself, so not having control over it would be catastrophic. What documented history there was on my demon side and history was very limited. When she contacted him about me, her father explained that 1500 years ago, our ancestors ruled over a small kingdom that was under constant attack. Eventually it got so bad, the kingdom was going to fall. So my however-many-great-great-grandfather summoned Haures to ask for his wife and unborn son's salvation. They received salvation but the price was his soul. Not much was said other than when his wife gave birth to his son, he was a demon-werewolf hybrid. The demon gene was only passed to the males, while any f

This was where the demon would attempt its final ascension, seizing complete control over Alex's body and soul. Without wasting a moment, Mia and Heartman began the ancient chants, their voices harmonizing with an ethereal resonance that filled the chamber. The words reverberated through the air, a powerful incantation designed to weaken the demon's grip and dismantle the altar. But just as the chants reached a crescendo, the ground beneath them began to tremble. The stone floor cracked open, and Alex emerged, flanked by his loyal followers who had been twisted and corrupted by the demon's influence. Their eyes glowed with a sinister crimson light, and the air crackled with malevolent energy

Galatrina spoke while remaining calm. Alucard then gained calmness as Galatrina tries to explain the situation. "And who do you think it might be?" Alucard asked. "This power and kind of attacked is from the very first warrior who became an awakened demon. He is from the first generation of warrior, Leomord of the north. Also known as Leomord, the wise." Hiyojin answered with a menacing look. Under the night sky, a shadow appeared. The three remaining warriors are shaking on their feet as the pressure kept rising.

He reached across the table and cupped my hand," wolves and lycans are the descendants of the original people blessed by the moon goddess. Vampires were the ones cursed by her. Shapeshifters are well... neither of those things really. They originated from lesser demons that wanted badly to be human so they killed and consumed enough people until they gained the ability to hold their form at all times. It's why we referred to them as 'invasive'." He continued," they were notorious for replacing entire packs of werewolves and lycans. Vampire broods were also effected but we're a bit faster and harder to catch. Covens, packs, broods, what have you. They invaded so fast that people became overwh

“…about twelve-thousand years before the great war of the Wisterne continent, the Demons surfaced; High-level Demons emerged into the continent that birthed the Demon race. Amongst them was a Demon who had an unquenchable desire for creation…” I hear her soft but enthusiastic voice sail into my mind as I rest my back against the tree to spend my leisure watching her educate the ecstatic students. According to history books, that so-called Demon who was fanatical about creation was the one who eventually created us Vampires. I find it hypocritical that those beings who fathered us have held us in worst condemnation for many centuries and counting. We were probably made out of curiosity and la

I said deliberately, "It isn't your fault. Allison's death isn't your fault, your father's death isn't your fault. Stop blaming yourself for everything that goes wrong, sometimes we just have to accept things no matter how ugly they are." The agony I saw in his eyes made my heart break but I didn't stop speaking, "That's just how life is; one minute you have everything you could possibly want and the next you're being dragged down into this never ending pit of darkness. But you see, the dark isn't all that bad, once you accept it, once you stop panicking, you realize that the darkness is actually a part of you and you can't really fear something that is a part of you. You know, I've always s

"One who holds the exact age of a demon, as well as its name, has complete dominion over it." "I see. Like a servant?" His eyes sparkle. "Like a slave." "Oh." The redhead proceeds with the explanation: "But if it matters that much to you, our friend here is one of the Originators. Which makes him older even than Earth itself." "Originators?" "I like the way you tilt your head when you don't understand or know something." Julian doesn't seem to be debauching. "As I said earlier, there are many things we must still teach. But just to get that cloud of confusion out of your head, Originators are the demons who were cast out of Paradise."

***HoGuo Temple*** Even from a distance, the entrance of HoGuo Temple was visible in all it’s glory. It was not grand in terms of luxury but more of splendour in terms of heritage it represents over the centuries. Legend has it that this temple was once a home to the gods which lived on Earth during their trials and the descendants of those gods would come to this temple to pay homage to their ancestors. This temple is also said to have artifacts locked away which used to belong to those very gods and goddesses of old. However those artifacts are not open to the public eye and the monks that reside in the temple have never revealed any of it’s secrets. Many have tried to break into the templ