Gluttonous Demon Novels & Stories

"Or in a simpler term, praise to the 'god' Mammon, one of the seven demons of hell responsible for humanity's greed and its most selfish and grotesque desires. This demon is called upon by those who want to be above everything else, no matter how. Because you need to understand this, demons are everywhere, but they appear when they are called or summoned. Everything you've heard about demons or possessions doesn't happen just because. It's because they are called by mortal souls with dark hearts. "How many demons exist?" Saying that the snow-haired one wasn't scared would be an understatement. The information his friend was telling him was so overwhelming that he was trying not to break int

Neither has any remedy in the Demon Realm been able to work. “Good evening, My Lord. My Lady. Dinner is served.” A petite demoness entered with a tray of delicacies. Ma’oz had them specially tailored to my tastes. So, despite the fact that we are in a different world, adjusting here has been alright. “Hmm… Carbonara!” I ran towards the table and sat down, ready to dig in. The first bite is delicious! The second, makes me feel like I can eat 10 of these plates. However, soon, I start to feel queasy. My tummy aches with an odd pain as I feel my dinner rise up to my throat.

He nodded slowly, then laid the tile down next to the others. I looked at it. My unease grew, because it looked like a bullfrog crossed with a man. Oddly enough, it looked like . . . The creature from the Black Lagoon. “The ‘Other’ is Chiao, the Water Demon. According to legend he capsized boats, devoured men, and ravished women. He was . . . different from the Sacred Four.” I cleared my suddenly dry and tight throat. “How?” Mr. Trung tipped his head. “The Four exact a price for attempting to reach the Gateway, but they are sacred, honorable, bearing your essence away to be judged accordingly. Chiao is an Abomination. It consumes your very essence, making you part of it for all eternity.”

demon:- I can not see sad people if other are sad, and I can not live suffocating for other happiness, so I prioritise what is good for me and my people, even if it means killing someone fraud someone, and even if mean to say silence or get suffered, I do anything good or bad, for me, not for god, not to show someone, not for making a good image in front of me, I do what is good for me and my people. name:- At first I think like that, but then when he took everything, I began to think it was because of my past karma so I suffered for god, no I want to have a good image in front of god, that was my mistake. demon:- if we work for others or god then where are we in it, then we nothing but hypo

Instead, it was as simple as it could be, that is- MY DEMONIC FANGS ! They were sharply shaped dead cells around sensitive nerve endings and it was pretty safe to say that Zompano was going to be my meat at this hour of the day and I was going to make sure to relish each and every flesh and bone of his being. Rogue Demons might be disgusting to look at but Demon Meat was Demon Meat- juicy, luscious and stomach warming. “I can’t wait, Danielle,” Damon whined through the mindlink as I watched Zompano hysterically try to break free from our hold for some time. Pfft. Such a miserable loser. “What are you waiting for ?” he impatiently asked.

He’s name was, Kulak, The Demon Count, a noble demons and a very strong ones. “Eat~..oooUUHhh~~”. The one that said eat again and again in a various tone voice from child to old were this creature of a hovering ball of abomination that hover right nest to the King Lancer, it was a very ugly and disgusting creature, it was a balloon of meat, constantly dripping with blood and puss, it was covered with skin of faces, humans, animals skulls, that were constant letting out a noise. It was called the Devourer, also a Tier 6 existence.

However, looking at Mammon’s grim expression, I knew that my hunch about this phenomenon was correct. The sixth demon prince is making his appearance. The demon prince of glutton—Belzeebub.

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.

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Giggling with his lust to kill and eliminate the demons that were created by the humans themselves comes to the very point where their sin is too much to bear and that very demon grows at an exponential rate and in time to devour their very human. He runs in speed as the demon shriek in anger, as his feeding time is interrupted and worst with the hunter without a name or code, but is only known as Light. He dashes waving his scythe-like it is just like a thin plastic despite its shier gold, silver, and bronze made material and sharpness that never dull in time. Laughing in pure bliss as the demon fights him decently by evading his attacks effortlessly and giving him a hard time with its shar