Gojo Demon Slayer Novels & Stories

the demon faced Jericho, narrowing his eyes at him, "Your would-be husband, huh? Now, you seem to be a strange one. How'd you get through my time freeze?" But Jericho wasn't listening to her. He went for her with all his might, using his cane as a weapon. But he couldn’t hold a candle to Joanna. The demon threw a frozen shield in front of his advancing body and Jericho went careening into the floor, his head hitting a table hard. Joanna raised another hand. But before she could connect, time had restarted.

He was reaching for her, his eyes full of a frantic need to protect. Then, the sound of tearing flesh. A sword, guided by the demon’s gaze, plunged through Varian’s stomach. He skidded to a halt, his momentum dying instantly. He dropped to his knees, staring up at Zayla with a look of shattered disbelief, before falling flat onto the stone. Zayla’s eyes went wide, the shock finally breaking her world apart, but she still couldn't move. She was trapped in the gaze of the demon, standing in a graveyard of its making.

“Actually, Murao isn’t the face of our dojo. It’s actually Jiro Sakamoto. He and his brother, Taro, are the youngest of us all who became grandmaster in kendo. “Jiro is almost as strong as his brother. He just needs time to practice more. Though I think he’s not around now. “If you are interested in the Refined Blade Slash, I’ll arrange for him to spar with you when he’s back.” Aiden changed into the uniform because he wanted to experience the famous Refined Blade Slash. He nodded and said, “I’ll leave it to you…” Bang! Before he could finish, a loud bang came from behind as the door was pushed open from the outside.

Blonde hair, blue eyes, a handsome face, so smooth without blisters, and he was even a student. He was no one, sixty years before he was born, in a body that wasn't his. And the Demon king, the one he killed, was still alive, walking around somewhere in this timeline, young, healthy and free. And he had not yet became the monster he killed. His mind was still spiraling, then a knock jolted him out. “Lysan, the combat exams start in about ten minutes, are you ready yet?” Another male voice came through from behind the door.

He wouldn’t have made it if he wasn’t bonded to Zoe. She takes a breath. JoJo’s also in really bad shape. WHAT?! we all yell through the mindlink. Naomi continues. Tomas figured out that the demons were emerging from the shadows. So they lit the entire perimeter—banishing shadows and killing anything that came through them. JoJo ran to ignite a tapestry. She was cornered by Deimos and Phobos. Shit. Before we can ask— She killed them. Well damn. Our oracle can throw down.

A blur of white and black slammed into them: Dante. "You’re right," Dante growled lowly. "But I’m not here to play. I'm here to take your heads." Before the demon could react, Dante snapped his neck with a sickening crack. The black cloud around him dissolved into nothing. The second demon grabbed Jo roughly, trying to teleport with her. But Dante moved faster. A sand lash whipped around the demon’s leg, yanking him face-first into the dirt. Dante pinned him with one foot, summoning a dagger of pure ice.

Edgardo muttered. "Why?" Dean demanded. "This will be the best time to attack him from behind while he fights off the Ninjas. They will keep him busy, this is our best shot." he added glaring at Edgardo, then shifting his gaze to Storm and saw the way he was killing them. The sword was on fire and with it whoever he strikes with it went on flame and they became dry and became skeleton immediately. They were fast but he was faster.

I rested my head on his arm as we both stared into the sky. **** Corovi's POV "I can't believe this" I half yelled and banged the table as I stood to my feet. "What's wrong my Lord?" Zach the seer, asked. " Who am I?" "Huh?" He exclaimed. " I said who am I?" I roared. "You're Lord Corovi, the strongest demon in mycon" He stuttered with a slight bow. "I thought as much! How dare she play games with me" "Her? Who?" " Dinner is served my Lord. " A female voice interrupted.

“Shadowland has creatures in it. Both human like and black, gooey zombies.” Rain, my Knight and a powerful demon in her own right, gave me an unimpressed look as she adjusted a pin in my hair. She was a bit of a perfectionist and couldn’t stand when things were out of place. If she were human, I’d say she had severe OCD. I guess I could still say it even though she was a demon.

It was a pathetic and undeniable craven existence but it was how they were winning the war. Dave let out a sigh. "No. He used a HG blade." I nodded. A brilliant man named Henry Gomez spent his life developing a UV spiked, but essentially silver based liquid that could be applied to any metallic object, leaving a coat of active poison that would kill both shade and host upon entering the their shared body. Something in perfectly balanced formula temporarily imprisoned the shade and as long as the wounds you inflicted on the human were mortal, the shade shared the same fate. The HG liquid had become as precious to us as light bulbs. It was hard to come by at the best of times, especially out h