Earth Breathing Demon Slayer Novels & Stories

The images cling to the corners of my vision refusing to fade. The air feels thick, pressing down on me, choking me as if it wasn’t quite real, hands trembling uncontrollably. “Breathe Tish, inhale, hold exhale.” I hear Kim’s gentle voice guiding me. My breaths come shallow, jagged at first, like I am learning to breathe again slowly. I loosen my grip on the mattress, willing my pulse to slow down. Eyes closed, I breathe in the faint scent of rain filtering through the small cracked window, mixing with the stale air of the room. “Breathe in and out.”

"Human... how are you..." Lucien Desrosiers, the Demon King of the dark court, took one stunned step back. The noise behind him died at once. The hall was packed with elders, guards, and newly chosen sacrificial consorts, yet everyone seemed to forget how to breathe. Someone whispered, "She is not afraid of him? The Demon King's whole body carries the lust-curse. Any woman who gets too close starts collapsing within three seconds. Why is she fine?"

I yelled releasing my sword of the righteous. I swung at the demon, his large burnt figure moved with a speed rivaled to that of a vampire. His eyes leaked magma as if it were crying. It opened its mouth roaring loudly at me, showing me its bright orange throat. I cut through its arm, causing it to let out a loud screech that harmed my hearing. I didn't have time to process as it slashed my chest with its claw like fingers.

It made things even worse than it was supposed to. “Move… move… breath… can’t… move…” Her chest rose and fell, trying very hard to obtain the oxygen that she needed so much. “Move… breath… move…” Her hand chased them again. “Lord!” Luckily, Apis’s voice penetrated her ears. “... breath… breath…” Busaba wheezed in and out. “Move, move. Give space to the lord.” At her hazy eyes, she watched Apis drive out the ugly summonings away from Busaba. Only then her breathing was smoothing out, although it wasn’t as smooth as before. She still couldn’t breathe properly.

Sybil hoped it was a planet with no oxygen and acid rain. ‘Um. Maybe?’ She admitted and started forward with him. They saw the two other forms not too far looking up. Aries told the two to head down to the other caves. To check in with the couple others guarding this night. He was not concerned that Velex was going to come back through and start busting out the rocks to make it back in. He was a powerful demon, not an earth bending god. So at least they had that going for them.

I breathe, not a command — a plea. The power flows out of me in a slow burn, tasting of copper and lilies, bright and sorrowful all at once. My vision wavers. The room thins. Mara curses under her breath. Rowan’s boots shift as if he’s bracing for a fall. Hope sighs, soft and unknowing, and the fragile sweetness of the sound anchors me back into myself. Then the air shifts. Damon inhales — deeper this time, the strain easing just enough for my own breath to loosen. His chest rises and falls with a steadiness that wasn’t there before. Relief floods me so abruptly my eyes sting.

Gyllou manifests herself through a black smoke which envelopes her body. “I consecrate and clear Susan, let nothing but joy linger in her in Jesus name!” The black smoke explodes in a loud ghostly moan. The earthquake stopped, the strong winds returned to normal, the room suddenly felt brighter and fresh air started entering the room. I had just expelled an A list demon. Susan lay on the floor lifeless I went over to where she lay and blood dropping from my legs and abdomen as I took each step, I checked if she got a pulse but she had mild heart beat. I dialled 911 and called for an ambulance while I resuscitated her giving her CPR.

She landed gracefully on the soft grass, her wings dissipating into the air. As she took in the breathtaking surroundings, Sable noticed a figure standing at the edge of a cliff overlooking the vast expanse below. The figure turned to face her, revealing an ethereal being adorned with flowing robes and a crown of feathers. It was an Air Elemental—the guardian of this realm. The Air Elemental smiled warmly at Sable, its voice carrying on the wind. "Welcome, seeker of enlightenment. You have braved the trials of fire and now stand at the precipice of the second trial—the Realm of Air."

The demon was now on its knees, all the strength it had probably drained by the silver in its body. We looked at each other and nodded. Moving at the same time, we charged at the demon, swords ready. "No, wait..." The creature said, but we slashed at it from both sides. It squealed even louder and we Syberus slashed at its back. "No, you wretches. You do not know what you—" "Save it," I said as I stabbed my sword through the left side of its back, where the heart was. It squealed even louder and I saw as the skin on its arms started to blister and burn. It was dying, it would die. The souls of our parents and all the others it had killed will finally come to rest. I wanted to watch it suffer

The lines were beautiful, fluid, like water flowing over stone. "The watcher's breath." Tessa nodded. "The watcher's breath. The garden's breath. Our breath." --- Ember had stopped sleeping entirely. She lay on the grass, her body pressed against the soil, and she let the garden's heartbeat pulse through her. The dead were not speaking to her anymore—they had become part of the garden's breath, their voices absorbed into the rhythm. She did not need to hear them. She could feel them, the way she felt her own blood moving through her veins.