False King Demon Soul Novels & Stories

asked Silvanna who couldn't believe the conclusion she came to after seeing all the signs. Once upon a time, a king who was thirsty for power sold his soul to the devil in order to gain immortality. In exchange the pure soul within him will belong to the devil. With a condition, the siren king must kill the one strongest witch and take their pure energy. At that time he had a lover who turned out to be a witch. The woman was named Marion who in the end was rumored to have a relationship with a fellow great witch named Ramoles. Hearing such a bad thing, the siren king was immediately furious and came to Ramoles and intended to absorb his pure energy at once to teach him a lesson.

“How do you know about that bastard?” Shrugging with nonchalance, he answered his friend. “He came first to me before he came here. I did not know during that time that he would come here in the dungeon, but seeing the traces of crimson aura that even the demon king cannot master – there is only one prideful demon left, the Halfling.” He paused as he observed the disheveled look of his friend before he continued. “The look you have now. I guess my intel about Damon the Prideful is correct… I guess he could really surpass the demon king if he only put his mind into it. I wonder who will win if there is a battle between Maleficent the Glutton and Damon the Prideful.”

“Do you want the blood of eight people, fresh and warm?” Ak-kvir considered my words for a moment. “Yes.” “Get me to them, and I’ll grant you their bodies and their blood.” “What about their souls?” “I can always summon another,” I hinted. The demon growled, clearly unhappy. “I will get you there, all r-r-right. Bodies and blood are mine?” “Yes. A necromancer’s word.” “Climb up.” I laughed at his inanity. “Should I take a whip? An oath, you beast!”

A man who not long ago was a guinea pig for the humans, a demon who is trying to cope with the pain of loss and loneliness. I scanned the room, and I felt something click within me -a special recognition. A middle-aged man with red eyes smiled at me. My demon felt safe around him; he was a demon king, for sure. Because my demon felt the need to surrender, to bow to him. Then beside him was a younger one, same build, same stern gaze, different eye color. He was the current demon king.

His speed was like a crawl to me. I attacked him with all the fury boiling in me from seeing the love of my life lying weak on the floor. He was at the door when I caught up with him and gripped his neck with all my might. I wasted no time in pulling out his gullet. With my claws, I struck his chest and pulled out his heart. It was dark and filled with spells. This was where the lives of all his demons were attached, which enabled him to control them all. Crushing this will also release everyone with heart demons and kill the demon king, turning him to dust.

She struggled to free herself from the rope binding her. “Think again before you annoy the fuck out of me. You have a rotten soul, woman. I could easily make you bleed until you die…” This was what Althea told me before. A demon’s power, especially that of a royal lineage, was endless when it came to rotten souls, but they couldn’t do anything to harm any creature with a pure or redeemable soul. I tilted my head to look around. It was only then that I realized it was only me, Lucius, and Patrea with Soledad in this dungeon. “Where is Stone?”

Don't tell me you forgot why I task you with this in the first place? Reiya: Haha. Yup I have the result. He smells really good. His soul that is. Avareza L Ban spiritual presence is on par with the current Demon King of Destruction, Diablo Abaddon.

“However, you must know, once you consume the Nine Yin Spirit Pill, your soul will belong to the King of the Dead. In other words, you will be His Majesty the King of the Dead’s puppet.” ‘What?’ Lord Kenny had a shock in his heart when he heard that.,