God Level Demon Novels & Stories

"I am far from done with you. Do you see that poorly made portal there? Walk through it and wait for me, my big dumb tom. I promise you will get everything you earned for trying to cheat me. A mere mortal tom, how dare you consider yourself higher than me? Able to best me?" The way Spitfire was speaking to him seemed to be making the assembled demons edgy. They were working much more diligently at securing the portal. Guru would much rather walk through it with his no-fur than escape first and have to wait. What if they cut him off? What if they could see past the glamour? Which by the way, how the hell did Spitfire do the demon glamour trick anyway? And what in the name of the Gods made him

‘No matter what he says’ the three guardians councelled, ‘don’t talk back at him, never’ It was then that the men discovered that the earthquake was a voice actually. The ground before them lifted and presented to them the judge-the god of violence. His hands were tied to two pillars by the dint of very monstrous chains whih seethed and cooled. He, himself, was made of brine so that when he raised his voice with demonic indignation and bared his mouth in a snarl, one was sure to see and feel and dread him. He was every inch mad and furious and violent. Now as he spoke, the pillars astride him shook. And beside those pillars were giant gargoyles that stood to his beck and call.

“And yet, he is also a demon worshiper in order to obtain the curse of immortality. He was greedy to live in this world just to bring down the gods, which angered the gods and caused him to suffer the most painful judgment from the venerable Hades. You are such a fledgling goblin, how could an event like this go unnoticed.” When the last God of Destiny spoke up, she suddenly had to stop; Looks like she found something wrong. An entity that was neither human nor spirit had infiltrated this interior; or rather, that entity was a goblin. They quickly turned their old and slow heads towards us. Even though we had come a long way, for some reason the slow speed suddenly became lightning fast, the

’ I ask him, settling into the couch to wait out Kenji’s Elders as they look over Jamari. ‘Yesss.’ My Demon replies. ‘My name isss Damballa. I have been portrayed asss a ssserpent God with the voodoo people.’ The way that he speaks makes so much more sense knowing that. ‘Long ago there wasss another Realm, a sssixth Realm, where the witchesss lived in peaccce.’ Another Realm?

I snap in a snarky tone. “Fair point, I shall continue to refill your glass then.” “Thank you,” I say as I take another sip, then take another deep breath as my foot taps anxiously against the footrest of my stool. “So, this new God…” “His name is Azadou. God of Malice also known as the Demon God, and the creator of the eyti,” they explain, walking over and placing a plate in front of me along with a fork, but despite the dish looking absolutely delicious, the thought of food entering my stomach right now makes me want to hurl.

The Seventh Demon General laughed indifferently once more, saying, "What if I tell you that I am at the Rank 8 of Ultimate God Ranked Realm?" The Seventh Demon General knew that when Lucas knew his realm, he would definitely be scared out of his wits. However, what he didn't expect was that there was still no change in Lucas' face. The Seventh Demon General angrily roared at Lucas, "Human! Do you know what Rank 8 Ultimate God Ranked Realm Dark Races represents?" ... He'd naturally never seen a human like Lucas before!

The impostor laughed heartily while holding his chest, "the whole world knows of Aldophus and his little maid sweetie." * "He was sent by the Lord to pull you out from hiding. You should go and check up on your maid, he's there." The lowly demon said and disappeared. Lowly demons were said to be puppets of higher demons because they held no supernatural power like the higher ones who could change their appearance. By working for them, they're promoted to another level in hell. Aldophus opened the door and rushed out of the house towards the inn as that was where he saw Sara the last time.

Demon jumps awake and stands immediately, informing Cronos, " I have been doing the duties assigned to me. I have not left my post once like she asked of me." Cronos calms the Demon, smiling, "Relax, you are not in trouble. My lady mother wishes to speak with you and ask some questions.." Demon anxiously speaks to him, "What could the great Gaia want with me, a lowly demon?" Cronos shook his head at Demon's inferior opinion of himself. He had no idea that Hades created sensitive demons. Was Sir Demon just a fluke? "Gaia does not think of you as lowly. She has some questions for you and wishes to ask them immediately."

I feel the D'Angelos behind me. —Listen to me, you son of a bitch, you won't say shit about my daughter anymore, you won't think about her for a second and you'll regret all your sins. You are going to live, we are not going to kill you, but if you are going to record our faces in your head—I make him look at the three of us—, because you are not a demon, you are a rabid rat like Gandía and the hunters are eager to exterminate them . Demons are the ones I drive and gods are the ones you're going to have to pray to, because from here neither God nor the Devil will come to save you.

“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!”