Digital Devil Story Megami Tensei Novels & Stories

On the blog page, the entry read: “Dubbed The Devil’s Mirror due to its connection to the collapse of a demon-worshipping Sumerian civilisation over three thousand years ago…” A sharp crack—like static erupting from the monitor. Then—a hand. A long, clawed, blackened hand reached through the screen and seized her throat. Elsie screamed, kicking her chair back as she clawed at the thing’s fingers. Her cry echoed uselessly through the empty room. SLAM! Her head hit the desk. SLAM! Again—blood splattered across the wood and her shattered keyboard. Her nose was broken. Eyes dazed. Blood filled her mouth.

One anonymous message that just says: “Hope you’re a light sleeper.” I try to ignore that one. “Alright, queue me in,” I say, booting up the game. “I’ve got half a Mountain Dew and a full sense of invincibility.” “You sound high,” Pixel groans. “High on hubris, babe.” The game loads in, and for a while, things feel normal. Gunshots, banter, Ember yelling because I didn’t revive him fast enough—it’s chaos in the best way. This is my world. Digital, safe, predictable.

Causing an avalanche that came towards me. " Dobe it to rust tus! Dobe it to rust tus! Dobe it to rust tus!" This time from my magic circles came out pillars of lava melting the avalanche before it even came near me. The illusion disappeared into lotus petals that covered the cave's floor. ".....Ah... Fu**.... Aren't you a Version?! You used speed magic earlier! And you have the mark of Misaki!" " I am a Version! V7 Since you know Misaki that means you're no ordinary devil. "

He was joined by the physician from the main palace. As soon as they removed the last needles from her elbow, she opened her eyes slowly. Lydia weeped for joy as she gave her water to drink. Heavy footsteps were heard in the corridor. The door was pushed open at once and she saw, the Devil.

“Well I've never seen beauty quite like that. The deal is yours, Diavolo. I'll even add an extra five hundred million dollars for it to become a billion dollar deal.” “Whats the catch?” “I want the girl.” My stomach flipped as I saw the devil cosplayer rise to his feet. He said something I wasn't fast enough to catch, but on closer inspection, I realized he was talking into the plug he had on. The curtain began to close. I was helped out of the glass. Before I could blink, everyone backstage had disappeared. I heard footsteps behind me and on turning, I saw the devil. “Well played.’’ He clapped. “You can’t sell me!’’ I blurted in panic.

Ryan praised as they bursted out laughing. Warren spoke next, “Come on, bro…Or were you fucking a hole in there?” I exhaled sharply, my ears itched to hear his response. “Dickheads.” Leonardo cursed. Their footsteps retreated. “Just tell us, huh…it's been a while the devil fucked a hole.” Ryan pressed. My heart melted with joy, hearing that statement. But it didn't last for long. “Good. Now let’s get him two girls for the night.” Ryan breathed.

Dominic turned to me fully now; both hands on my arms, scanning my face, my eyes, my breathing. “What did you see?” he asked quietly. “Nothing clear,” I whispered. “But something tried to open.” “Memory?” “I think so.” He didn’t like that answer, but he accepted it. My tablet chimed. External mirror, destroyed. Archive Black, safe. Threat, contained. But the cost wasn’t zero. I looked down at the black card on the floor between us. Paused, not buried. Dominic followed my gaze, then crushed the card under his heel without reading it.

He held them out. "Sign," Vito said. Aiden took the papers with shaking hands and looked down at them. It was a contract. Pages of terms and conditions. Words like "exclusivity" and "obedience" and "ownership" jumped out at him. He looked up at Vito, disbelief written all over his face. "You're serious about this." Vito took a sip of his drink, his expression unreadable. "Do I look like I joke?" "This is insane," Aiden said, his voice rising. "You can't just–"

He wouldn't dare tell Devon. Derrick ignored me as he continued blabbing on. " She hated you! Wanted to kill you! Do you what she always called you, a devil! You were the devil, Devon! " “That’s a lie!” Devon snapped. “Oh?” Derrick taunted. “Because I remember holding her while she cried about how much she hated you. Devil Devon! " “That is not true!” I shouted, my voice breaking. Derrick laughed. “Isn’t it? Then why did you try to forget your sorrows by sucking my dick?! "

~ Mira's POV ~ “Attention,” intoned a smooth robotic voice, “security breach reported in the sixtieth story. Please go directly to the nearest fire exit.” The hall’s lights started flickering and changing to an ominous crimson color. I glanced around me. Other workers seemed undisturbed by the situation, calmly marching to their destination. This is definitely a drill. Though there is no way for me to know… There passed a guard, speaking into his headset: “Sector Four clear. Moving on to the executive section.”