Helltaker Baphomet Novels & Stories

Every nightmare. Apophis, god of chaos. Lilith, the original she-demon. The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse. Whiro, god of darkness. Lamashtu, child-devouring Mesopotamian terror. Gods. Demons. Monsters. Twisted relics of faith. The sheer evil in this room chokes the air, and if we had lungs, I doubt we could breathe. Loviatar hasn’t told us why we’re here. Just that this “meeting” will help restore our strength. She promised vengeance. I believed her.

Until one of the oldest among them, Katarina Demidov, broke the tension with an icy voice: “He has returned.” Everyone knew exactly who she was talking about. The Herald of Darkness. The Hunter of Balance. Called the Final Judgment in ancient grimoires. The entity that could not be corrupted, bought, or controlled. The one who extinguished anything that violated the natural order of the worlds made no deals. “They say he absorbs sins with the flesh of their own creators,” whispered one of the alchemists. “That his body… is made of all the monstrosities he has destroyed. That every living part of him is a condemnation.”

Brand had forgotten what it felt like – the all-consuming need for the blood of his enemies to be spilled on the ground at his feet. Brand shook his head another scream was silenced as he ripped out another throat. The blood dripped from his long snout as he took a breath and looked around him. Leather-clad warriors lay around him, some with eyes open staring at the sky as if looking for the Valkyries coming to take them to Valhalla. Brand snorted. Good luck. He couldn't believe the gods would want any of these followers of a deranged leader in their feasting halls.

Death and Lucifer nodded. "Blood magic for Moloch, and void-skin for Baal." Lucifer said. "Urdros earth, Mileera lightning, Kut'thar and Urdras are healers. Jahkar, Molakar, and Baastra are fire." He listed. "Any new commanders I've missed?" "That should be all of them." Death said. "Their kind have never tried hiding their magic." Kahvis moved the stone figures around. B had four next to them, while M had three. Each added figure came with stone rectangles labeled "1k" or "3k" as well.

I can see her body trembling. "But that's absurd; now he doesn't want us to enter Hell?" I screamed in frustration. "We can't do anything; he is the guard of Hades. Satan's father after Cerberus is now guarding Satan." "Look at its heads—each head has a unique name: Cerberus (meaning demon of the pit), Aidoios (meaning destroyer), and Tisiphone (meaning vengeful destruction). These heads represent the past, present, and future, symbolising the creature's knowledge of all things."

reminded the gloomy demon to the aging Helia Baal. “I'd be devouring every human child– I will not be buried in darkness, Siegfried,” said the old witch with a grating laugh but had struggled to carry her wicker baskets full of twelve chickens. “The infrequent rainfall has weakened you, Helia Baal,” said the demon helping his mistress to lift over her shoulder the two cages that had been tied together to a sling. She agonized and had dropped the wicker cages to the seamless floor. “Bring out my philter then, Goat-Head,” said Helia in a voice that was almost taut and brittle.

"Why can't I stop? This is so dangerous… Goddess, you feel so good and Ubel is telling me to keep going. Tell me to stop, Sera, please, tell me not to cum inside you." "Sera, are you ok? What's that noise? Whose voice is that? Mum and Dad are going to be furious if you've let someone in the house when they specifically told us not to " Tabitha rattles my door handle and instantly Abaddon slips out of my body, grabbing for his jacket and fumbling around with a condom.

They instantly realized they had almost been used as weapons by villains to destroy an innocent, dedicated healer. The Ironclaw Alpha stared daggers at Harrison, who was still trying to maintain his composure. He gritted his teeth. "I'm telling you, this isn't over. I will bankrupt myself to make you both pay." With his extreme rage, the Alpha unleashed the full, violent force of his battle-wolf aura, crashing it down on Harrison. Harrison was already terrified from his crimes being exposed. His old, pampered body couldn't withstand that level of Alpha command.

Acanta said loudly. We all looked to where Belphegor is. A tall figure of a bent monstrous demon was uncovered before our eyes. He walked towards the center of the room, making him more visible to us because of the light striking him coming from the torches. He has a leathery flesh, huge spiral horns, long sharp teeth and fingernails, a tail with a hook and a gaping mouth. His face is covered in small, horned protrusions, and his eyes are two endless spiralling voids. He is wielding a great flail on his right hand, which head is held in place by a chain of damned humanoids.

"Someone who knew if you and I had children they would be powerful. Baphomet is all-powerful amongst the demons. He is behind this. He is our main threat, not Deumus." "I don't understand. Wasn't Zull the most powerful demon?" I ask, trying to keep up. "At the time, yes," Dominic lets out a heavy sigh. "Baphomet must have replaced him. He is from another dimension." "Wait. Zull, damn near killed you and tried his best to kill me," I say, but Dominic shakes his head, seemingly miles ahead of me. "No, Zull knew you could save me, and even when he had the chance to kill you, he did not."