Helltaker Satan Novels & Stories

King Yama snapped his fingers and Lilith was once again reborn. King Yama sighed and went back to his judgement throne. Lucifer son, Hades, also was in the land of the living. Lucifer was the god of punishment while he was the god of judgement, he judged people works and lucifer tortured and punished those whose soul had been condemned forever. They were both the rulers of hell.

There was even an incident that a magician of level 20 lost his sanity after forcing his way of using his own mana without the resonance with a deity. In the end, he murdered the parents of a family. That family's 2 children becomes an orphan as a result. And that certain magician goes into hiding. Until now, no one knew what happened to him. But rumors bound to exist. Some said that that magician becomes a demon. And some say he died after he suffered mana exhaustion. No one really knew the truth of what happened to that person after he flees from the scene... However, what he did that time birthed a great desire from a certain person. After all... 'hatred is the best fertilizer to nourish

"As you all know we have a problem on ground. And I know you all must have gotten a snift of the cause." "I don't even need to breath to know." Jeff grumbled warily. "It's been so long. I wonder how things have changed." Allyssa sighed, leaning on Wei who dared not to object. "I highly doubt that?" Sandra shook her ear grimly. "Once a killer island, always a killer island." "You make it sound as if it's a good thing." Luna mumbled softly. "At least it's a fact." Her sister pointed out. "Have you got anything?" Emma questioned Salvador who had his nose stuck in the Gehinnom map which was dug out from the bottom of his back. Brows crunching now and then.

Albert asked, confused. “Yes… Austin Morris, isn’t that his name? Who else would it be? He’s known as the Devil-Reaper and Lord of all the mafias.” Max smirked. “If I kill him, everyone in the underground society will bow to me.” Albert’s brows knitted further. ‘Huh? What is this man talking about? He has no clue that Austin is not the Devil-reaper. Hah!’ “Look here, Mr. Ugly man–” Max squinted his eyes, annoyingly.

I can't get rid of the cocky grin on my face. The man laughed. "Of course, we exist. Where else do bad humans go after death? That's not only a theory," he said, after he laughed soundly. In the human eye, you can't really distinguish him as the creature who's in charge of hell. "Let me properly introduce myself." He stood still and approached me, extending his right hand to shake my hand. "I am Satan. The king of hell." Luigi stood up and shook hands with the man. "Pleasure to meet you, Satan."

Alex exclaimed, hands spread with claws, getting ready to strike again should Drake come at him. "You all forget who I am." His eyes darkened and his face melted, changing into a green-coloured thickens skin with rings all over. "I am Sathanas!" As he said this, lightning struck, indicating a coming rain. "Ruler of Hell!" Thunder roared but Selena came to stand by his side, while both of them faced Sathanas, ready. "Well, let's see what you've got against the real rulers of Hell. The Orb and the key." Selena said, folding her arms against their chest.

His heart was racing as the steps were coming closer and closer then finally he saw someone he never thought could do this. "Surprise! Surprise! How was your nap doll face?" Satanika asked as she folded her hands. Satanika wore a back tank top with a black sweater on top, black miniskirt with black net stockings and black sneakers. She packed her hair pony with a part of her hair sticking out in the front and added black and purple streak ribbons to her hair. "You! You're the killer?" He asked as his eyes widened. Satanika took the chair that is facing him and laid on it.

“Aaagh! Why are immortals so frigging complicated?” “Would you rather we fit neatly into little mortal boxes?” He spoke in a falsetto: “Hello, boys and girls! My name's Satan! I'm the Prince of Darkness and Evil Incarnate. That nice old man over there with a white beard is God. He's your Father, and if you don't believe in him, you'll burn in Hell forever. I'll torture you and roast you up good until your flesh melts on my teeth. Doesn't that sound wonderful? And look over there, at that dead man on a cross- it's Jesus. His Father killed him so he could die for your sins.”

Aaron chuckled while aligning his broken bones with audible cracks, his contempt was evident in his blood-red eyes. “I did what a soulmate should do in that particular situation, Zuriel. And now, I didn’t even know that Eve was promoted to the rank of a criminal waiting for death penalty. For your information, Hunter Harold has left on his own, he is in the hunter’s pack with Eve. How could you be so dumb to think about imprisoning a hunter? They are worse than Satan, Zuriel. Because of nature’s extra favors, no supernatural creature can defeat them.

“Wow, you seem like you have an interesting setup. I thought you worked out of the station, though.” “Well, we get a lot of criticism about our work, so we keep the bulk of it away from prying eyes.” “So, a lot of occult stuff and UFOs?” “Along with sightings and encounters with legendary creatures.” “Really like what? Vampires and dragons?” “. Here’s your burger. As for this, we’re thinking, magical satanic rituals and such.” “Satan, eh? That’s not in my range of experience. You’re talking demon summoning and things like that?”