Demonic Vision นิยาย & เรื่องราว

The worst vision was the last: Liora standing alone in a dead world, whispering, “Why didn’t you save me?” Serena screamed, collapsing to her knees as blood trickled from her nose. The visions were too strong — the Eclipse Council was using them as a weapon. Kael roared and charged Vesperian, but the fallen angel simply laughed and vanished through a closing portal, leaving his echoes to fight. Damien fought like a demon, tearing through the shadowy figures, but they kept reforming. Liora, terrified, tried to help again. Her power surged uncontrollably, creating a massive tri-colored explosion that destroyed the remaining echoes… but also cracked the observatory dome dangerously.

He peeled his eyes open with wary care and blinked multiple times to clear his vision but it seemed futile. Everything was a white fog to him with blackness shifting in its midst; the demonic presences so sharply revealed by their darkness that he could spot them a mile away. And through all the black and white, there was a fair few that switched between the colours so swiftly, its colour looked almost like a smoke-y grey with flints of red he could only surmise to be the eyes.

I cooed, running my hand through her hair as her head rested on my shoulders. At last, the violent sobs were quieted down. Her breath still hitched, but she was not choking on her tears anymore. She withdrew and looked at me with swollen eyes. “Damon,” she whispered hoarsely, “my visions… they always come to pass. I’m so scared.”

and he nods while cursing, his shadows spreading. Cursed wraiths, black, smoky creatures with claws and flaming crimson eyes, hiss like agitated snakes as the ground cracks. “Fuck!” I yell, destroying one by flashing light at it. Dante's shadows slice a third, but he's slow and still injured from the vampire world, and Jude's shadows slam another, cracking the rock underneath. “Observe it!” A ghost swipes at my chest as Jude yanks me back and yells. Calix's laugh reverberates as my light burns it, but more come, and the fog is playing tricks on my mind, flashing images of my family members dying. "We are being screwed by it!" Jude grabs hold of my hand as I yell, our friendship getting stron

Instead, the visions came. Sharp, blinding flash. My father’s voice is shouting. The old pack house is burning. A pair of hands—Karen’s mother—covered in blood that wasn’t hers. Damon is laughing in the background. The flame priestess was whispering something I couldn’t make out. The river water is swallowing the sound around me. And then darkness. I pulled myself out of the vision with a gasp, breath shaking. My palms were damp. My heartbeat felt trapped in my throat.

Brown's heart was on fire, he shouted in hopes that Luna could hear it, but she couldn't hear his voice. “This is the dreamscape I created; it is our past, present and also our future. Dr. Brown, don't worry, I won't harm your Luna, if you can become my husband!" “Damn it! If you dare touch a hair of hers, I will definitely turn you back to dust. Don't make me do evil!" Brown growled. This is the dream scene born from the demon's mind, the resentment and the nostalgia that the demon creates. If you want to neutralize the dream, you must find the vitality in each scene created by the devil. But what is the key of life?

It dripped from his hands, pooled at his feet, leaving a stark reminder of the brutality he had unleashed. ‎Matteo and Lucien stood frozen, their eyes wide as they took in the sight of Kane—his expression cold and emotionless, a stark contrast to the man they had known. The air around them thickened with tension, and Matteo felt a chill run down his spine. He had always been known as the unleashed beast, but in this moment, he realized that Kane was the true devil. The fear that had once been an abstract concept now gripped him with icy fingers.

She saw battle scenes, dragons, phoenixes, giant white tiggers, black turtles and snakes, they were fighting beings that looked like humans but were taller, had crimson skin, completely black eyes and they had two small horns on each side of their heads. She also saw different worlds ravaged by huge black flames, and in another vision she saw one of these demons who seemed to be the leader facing a beautiful woman who had a sword in her hand and she immediately noticed that the pommel of her sword was a pentacle. This woman looked like a warrior and ... a wizard, she was dressed in an all black combat outfit, which looked like a military uniform, her hair was long, thin and silver colored an

They did not have Demonic Bodies, thus an overwhelming amount of Demonic Energy entering their body might cause unpredictable results. After walking for a short while, the black mists around them thickened, so much so that their vision was impaired. The visibility was further reduced due to the thick Demonic Energy within the mists, which was opaque to even the strongest of the Divine Sense. This meant that James was not able to accurately see what was happening at a distance. This situation reminded James of the Dark World. He could only see things as far as a thousand meters. Anything beyond that was completely blocked from sight.