Demonic Ranks Novels & Stories

As said by Maddox's father, there is really no way to get rid of them unless the ritual is complete. "Hey I found something interesting.Demons have an enhanced sense of smell and taste.They can sense the other souls, higher ranked demons can even force the evil souls for submission. Gray eyed demons belong from the highest rank and are the cruelest.But there's something more dangerous, two demons combined together can do massive destruction." Martha paused, her face pale as she looked up at me. "You said the Lycan Kingdom had a demon trapped and and.. our Alpha also has a demon which means both together in one place"

Asher watched the memory unfold as if it were happening right before his eyes. He narrowed his eyes, focused on the dark figure with the massive wings. "Who the hell is this?" he asked Damir internally. "That's Morgana, a high-ranking demon from the Abyss," Damir replied. A beat of silence. "This Abyss," Asher said, his tone shifting. "Where exactly is it?"

He'd done this. The urge to turn demonic seized him. Gritting his teeth he fought down the instinct, his body shaking with the effort. His muscles bulged and his fangs elongated, aching to tear and bite through his enemy. He slammed his fist into a pillar, the stone crumbling under the force. He could not afford to turn demonic now. Even if doing so would increase his strength, it would also seal his fate. Berserkers were the strongest among the demon clans, known for their brutality and aggression. When fully demonic their strength increased tenfold, their demonic form perfectly evolved to strike fear. He despised it, a growling and vicious monster.

"You were innocent..." "Maybe... I was looking for her when I came to power... I found out about the agency for which she was working but got to know that she got married to the American mafia, Damian knight... There I saw Mila and hired her... I got to know more about Rose from Mila..." He sighed. "Rose was a demon covered in blood who came there to feed on souls but she chose to give me life... Why?... She hasn't answered my question till now and when I finally got to meet her she was against Russians..."

“This is where your progress during the Demon Hunter Trials will be recorded. The leaderboard contains everything you need to know. It will be synced to your tracker at all times and within all realms. Lose it and you will be disqualified, effective immediately.” “There are five kinds of demons in total, each ranked from lowest to highest,” Aamon continues, still pacing with his hands behind his back. “The first level are known as fledglings. These demons are not very powerful and can be disposed of with weapons. The second level, however, is resistant to weapons, even silver bullets and blades, and must be eradicated using magical items.

The split crown symbol stayed on the screen like a wound that refused to close. Everything in the room shifted around it, posture, tone, breathing. Not fear exactly. Recognition. The kind professionals show when a higher predator enters the food chain. I studied it quietly. “How much authority does your internal council actually hold?” Dominic didn’t answer with ego. “Absolute,” he said. Not dramatic. Not defensive. Just precise. “Over you?” I asked. “Yes.” “Operationally?”

If demons existed and he was one, then everything else could be possible as well. "You said different kind of demons, and rebellious, what did you mean?" "Different rank. Demons are either created, turned or born. Those created are the highest in rank. Those demons offspring are the born ones and next in rank and the turned ones are lowest in rank. There are other ranks in between but it's a long story." He explained. "I want to know." Nicklaus said.

His breath hitched, and for a long moment, the night held them — two souls who had clawed their way through hell to find heaven in each other’s arms. And then he whispered, his voice low but sure: “Darkness. Demons. Damnation. That’s what I was made of once. which Tainted my Desires” “But I’ve learned something, Castelle… even tainted hearts can crave light. Even the damned can choose redemption.” Castelle’s eyes shimmered. “And the demons?” Kane smiled faintly, glancing down at their children sleeping soundly at her side. “The demons,” he said softly, “learned to bow to love.”

He was a wonderful person. A retainer? Nothing special, that's just what we call priests of the Bright Saint. Those at the bottom of the church hierarchy, who are just starting out and just swore their oaths, are called slaves of the Bright Saint. Thralls are the next stage, followed by servitors. Then there are the retainers, and the Confidant is the head of the church. As for common folk, they are simply the fruits of his work-not even slaves, more like toys. He can play with them, break them, toss them aside-except for necromancers, really. Throughout all the kingdoms, necromancers are known to serve the Dark Tempter, and their unclean souls should be sent all the way to heaven, to be dea

One faction is to serve the Palace as general servants while the other factions are to serve members of the Imperial Family. Blue is the colour scheme for the servants belonging to the faction of the Frost Palace, in short these servants directly serve the Third Prince Jin Huan. As for the others, the general servants are clad colours of dark maroon. As for the Emperor, the faction of servants appointed are naturally larger, they are clad in black. The faction which serves the emperor, the colour black truly makes them look more imposing. These people their positions may be that of a servant but their worth is comparable to those revered generals or martial arts masters.