Enmu Demon Slayer Novels & Stories

“Yes, but then, when we got here, after the attack started, Leo said he was going to stay back with Martin because he had a bad feeling about this, and he gave his shield to Aaron.” Jo continued to stare at Emma, along with everyone else, for a long moment. What she was saying didn’t make any sense. If her dad was wearing the shield, then there was no way that he could be dead--unless the material Emma had created didn’t work after all. “How do you explain the fact that Holland killed him then, Emm?” Cadon asked. “She’s a Vampire. Only scandium allows a Vampire to kill a Guardian.” “As far as we know,” Cassidy muttered.

MAYUMI DEAN Among the perfect human chimera that defies the basic rule and knowledge of the forbidden science of alchemy, she is the only doll whose body is in its animal original form of a rabbit. Taken as a pet by the maiden, she is a mischievous one whose presence and identity are not known by anyone. A perfect facade of her real assassin’s mission to find the sins and guard the maiden.

Waking up in the middle of the night, I hear a noise from the corner and when I see her fangs protrude from her mouth, I know that it is none other than “The Soul Eater” herself. I bolt up in bed with wide eyes and struggle to free myself from the covers, that have wrapped themselves around my ankles so tightly that I can’t get out of them. When she stands up from her crouching position, I note that she is not in her human form this time, but rather in a demon form or something akin to it. Her “True” form, I am pretty sure.

"Battle raged on across the continent, until finally, Markelus faced off with Eon. He drove his sword to the tyrant's heart, and killed him. Henceforth he became known as the Godslayer, and his weapon, the-" "Sword of the Godslayer." Minos swung his arms sidewards, like a musician that just delivered a heartwarming ballad. "So you're not really after my father, you're after the sword." "Yes." "You could have just said that." "Where's the fun in that?" "The only one who had fun in this room was you." Cassana glanced at Rei, who gave her an affirmative nod. "I hope you're not planning to be a bard, because you are terrible at it."

These dresses are all bright colors and plain looking. I prefer wearing the ones with dark colors but with silver or golden linings to show that I’m not just a no one. Back then, my face is just enough for me to stand out because everyone knows me as the Demoness Alpha, but now that I have no name and is only regard as Helion’s disciple, and the fact that I’m using someone else’s face, if I want to stand out, I at least have to do something about what I wear.

She wanted no communication not to talk of exchange of pleasantries between her and the human, it was better if he felt he was not only mute but also dumb. "I'm sorry, I think you can heat but not speak… let's do it this way… nod twice if you can hear me" he says. Setsuna could not believe the image forming between her eyes, she… a demon slayer, a dragon slayer, a beat slayer… Setsuna , who plays other gods who crossed her path or dared to disrespect her, was taking orders from a young filthy human. Is this what her life has reduced to?" She asks herself, regretting the moment she had left her husband to wallow around and end up in this situation.

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.

I stared at him while waiting for an answer. “It’s a Demon’s symbol.” My eyes furrowed at what he said. I stared at his eyes but he seems serious! But what? Demon’s symbol? I don’t understand. “D-Demon?” I stammered. He nodded and looked away. He’s now back on staring at the glass wall. I shook my head in disagreement. “Are you kidding me? There’s no such thing about Demons! I am finding the murderer and-“ “It’s always been the Demon’s fault, Majesty. They are just using the people to do bad things but it’s always been their idea to hurt and kill someone.” He said while staring at the glass wall. I am even more confuse now.

"So why did you call me...son? Do you want to get a sister, perchance? From the black-haired one?" I shook my head, but Martha didn't let me answer, interrupting me. "Don't play games with the child, ye demon." "If he summoned me, he's not a child anymore, he's a necromancer," the demon's logic made sense. "You may call me Argadon, boy." "I'm Alex. Alexander Leonard Radenor. "Radenor... Is it a country in this world?" "Yes," I said. "Shouldn't you know this?"

She wanted to completely destroy the reflective object but she was disturbed by a sudden knock on her bedroom door. "Come in," she turned around hoping her figure would hide the destroyed mirror from whoever was behind the door. "Miss Yumena, your Father wishes to see you downstairs," The Markov Demanor, Tulip communicated in English with her sweet, high-pitched voice. Demanors were human domestic workers that worked in Supernatural homes. They were usually impoverished individuals who held vulnerable positions in human society.