Kibutsuji Demon Slayer Novels & Stories

Waking up in the middle of the night, I hear a noise from the corner and when I see her fangs protrude from her mouth, I know that it is none other than “The Soul Eater” herself. I bolt up in bed with wide eyes and struggle to free myself from the covers, that have wrapped themselves around my ankles so tightly that I can’t get out of them. When she stands up from her crouching position, I note that she is not in her human form this time, but rather in a demon form or something akin to it. Her “True” form, I am pretty sure.

“Follow Kit.” ~~~ “You have grown strong, Youkai.” The old man laughed from his lounge chair. “You bring honor to the name.” I asked, confused. She gripped my hand before smiling at the man. “Yes sir. Domo.”

The poor man answers. “Well, you do now.” Demon. Hiikan Roy is a demon. If Alison’s mom wasn’t aware she had given birth to a walking megaphone, Hiro’s mom wasn’t also aware that it was a devil she had given birth to. I guess both of them are a match made in heaven. After Hiro came back to our table with two whole buckets of beer in his hand, Lev orders hot chicken wings before he distributes a glass of beer to us one by one. Then I purposely slide my chair just a little distant from them, but then Boaz noticed what was I trying to do.

"This isn't you. You're not meant to follow whatever he says. We have one mission and that mission is to take Sathanas out. He doesn't deserve your loyalty." Her breath was getting shaky. She hasn't really gotten to know how to find a demon, let alone one who has been empowered to fight her. "Her name isn't Chelsea. I introduce to you," Chelsea began to move towards her, eyes spitting darkness and violence. "Eversor!" His people cheered and her heart skipped a beat. She looked around frantically and by the time she would look back to her front, she was greeted with a punch on the jaw that sent her skidding across the rough floor. She couldn't block that punch as her hands were tied.

"Ant, don't be arrogant!" The Son of God roared. He was the Son of God and had a high status, but he was knocked back by Chu Xun's fist. With a roar, his Internal Breath became violent. The long spear in his hand whistled and stabbed toward Chu Xun as fast as lightning. Chu Xun sneered and used his skill in his heart. Demon-slain Finger -- Killing the living by the first finger! Demon-slain Finger -- Smashing the mountain and river with the second finger!

Without thinking, Klaus stretched his hand towards the man, and strangled him without touching him. The demon dropped dead before the rest of the workers. Klaus hissed, and returned to his car, rage boiling in the pit of his stomach.

Ban: I guess being a demon actually made me weaker instead… -SLAPS- Kiri came forward and pulled a hard slap across my face. Kiri: YOU ARE NOT WEAK!!!.. Ban: I didn't mean it that way.. Kiri: Right now the blood of a demon and that of a strong human I knew runs through you. The moment you claim yourself weak means everything you showed me was a lie. That was the last thing I wanted to hear from you. Do you even know how I felt when you saved me back then… and also… Demons are not weak. You're just a coward. - Ban: I can't argue with that. I really am a coward. The moment things don't go my way.. I give up, lose interest, forget about it and never thought of giving it a second try. True we do

His left arm pierced Cocong and Aoi, while another pierced Buriko. “You bastard! Don’t you have any better way to get us off?!” Buriko yelled at Jeje. “What do you expect? Me carrying you three? You wanna break my arms or something?” Jeje said casually. “You are a demon. If you break your arms, they will be recovered in no time, don’t you think?!” Buriko yelled at him. “The same goes to your body, don’t you think? You stupid demon.” Jeje said casually. “What did you say?!” Buriko strangles him.

His eyes were as dark as an abyss and was surrounded by vertical pupils, a hallmark of a demonkind. But it was the alpha mark on his left cheek bone, a crimson-tinted signil that confirmed what he was. A demon alpha. Ziva instantly retreated into me and I gasped. He had a struggling human wrapped around his fist. The human's face contorted in terror, eyes bulging, and mouth agape in a terrific scream, but the demon alpha didn't budge. Didn't even bat an eyelash when the human threw a spittle on his face. And then as if the roles were suddenly reversed, his mouth descended upon the human’s.

That was when the whispers started. “There’s something wrong with that boy.” “He’s too calm.” “Too comfortable with it.” But Adrian never argued. Because deep down… He knew they weren’t entirely wrong. The darkness that had taken his village had left something behind. Something quiet. Something cold. Something that understood death far too easily. ⸻ The first time Adrian entered the Demon Kingdom… He did not expect to leave alive. The hunters had tracked a powerful demon across the borderlands for weeks. The creature had slaughtered travelers and burned entire caravans to ash before vanishing into demon territory.