Marechi Demon Slayer Novels & Stories

He finished awkwardly. "And who might this be?" Marcus asked, his voice was sharp. "This is Verena Dawson. I'm kind of training her." Nate answered somewhat sheepishly. "You could've told me!" Marcus yelled at his friend. "I forgot okay? It's not like you're hurt or anything!" Marcus scoffed in disbelief, "She almost killed me." Nate snorted, "Stop being over dramatic." His eyes wandered towards the bat which was still awkwardly clutched in my hand. His face broke into an amused smile.

Glancing down at his shirt that had ridden up she could make out boot prints on his chest and burn marks on his side. "What on earth happened to you," she muttered. "I kicked his ass," a gravelly voice sounded with a bit of humor. Sophia turned and screeched seeing a huge frightening-looking demon standing in the doorway. Sophia's single eye widened at the gray colored skinned, black horned creature with blood-red eyes and huge leathery wings.

"I met the demon you had a contract with. The one who granted you the full power of that dagger. We get along well, you know. His name is Marcus. He was also on my team when I was still researching how to make a place like this which connects the Netherworld, Heaven, and the Land of the Living. He said he'd love to meet you again if he ever get the chance." "Really?" Was the only word Shane said upon knowing that some punk was able to get close to Mara. He feels a little jealous... or maybe very jealous because that demon was able to spend so much time with Mara while he was left here to wait for years. He pouted and then slightly tilted his head. "Yes, ang guess what? I feel a little bad fo

There's a wide room with a matching window that has the scene of the ocean beyond a small meadow and a small group of trees to the right. There are two chairs and one round high coffee table between. Two people sit, one you know, one you don't. At least not from this story. "So," says Cayce, "I'll introduce myself first. But since this is the end of my book then you probably know about me enough. Cayce Vance, eighteen. Married around now, ready for some action, and half-demon and half-angel hybrid."

Different patterns and sculpture were designed upon the balconies beautifully. "Enough drooling for now. We should get in, shouldn't we?" Irun mocked me and I rolled my eyes at her. The whole walk here she annoyed me with her stupid questions and accusations of me trying to invade their Kingdom despite Roe reminding her what Mydia had said, repeatedly. Apparently, Mydia was an Elf female who could see future sometimes, in glimpses, like the high priest.

But that wasn’t why they wanted to capture it. All of them were painted in a greyish silver, which gave them a sense of authority. It was as though they were all wearing well-used suits of medieval armor. At the head of the team was a highly-tuned, relatively powerful, and well-armored mecha. — Pilot: Mad Monk Role: Flanker Loadout: Terra Nach Mar “Charlatan” Skirmisher Frame [A] Ragnarok Armaments “Sledgefist” Spiked Cestus [B] x2

Before he could strike, The Demon applauded Apex’s abilities as a warrior and a fellow berserker only the strong shall be recognized while the weak shall become their stepping stone to even greater power. The lesser demon raised his weapon against the beast proclaiming his strength as he said with pride. "I am Draxor the kingslayer, these livestock are nothing lesser than a stepping stone to even greater feats of power. I ask you on behalf of the northern king for you to join us in our conquest of true power!” The Demon boasted. Apex offered no words to speak as he spitted at the demon’s offer wasting no time he punched Draxos in the chest with enough force to destroy two dozen mountains at

he panic breaked through the fight. “Don’t stop!” Scott yelled back. “Just—drive steady!” The creature tried to throw itself off the edge and take him with it. “Smiter, you will die now.” Scott let his boots lift, body hanging off the hilt for a heartbeat, using his body weight, he then hauled himself onto its back, slicing around the neck of the scorcher demon, as it ran along on the fibreglass roof and jumped off the moving coach. Demonslayer sliced through its neck, and black blood sprayed everywhere as Scott tried to stab the demon in the head as it dove to the road.

Megara kept recalling the number of demons she had slaughtered by now while running beside Marco. Her pupils dilated when a demon came in front of them out of nowhere and in a flash, it was right in front of them. A fast one!!! Before his claws could slash their very being into two, her chains were already dug into his body, crushing his bones in tiny pieces as he fell down on the ground once her chains let go of his body. "Damn, that chain technique of yours will definitely get you in the top fifty." He said as she smiled while running. "Next is your turn. Show me, what can get you in the top fifty." She said and he smirked.

The battlefield gets even more intense with demons getting more infuriated with their losses, the chosen seem to have the upper hand with more and more demons falling at their hands. Marcel seems to be having the time of his life cutting down demons with his staff, causing more chaos has he broke through their ranks with immense speed, one of the demon generals who seems to have lost his cool immediately attacks Marcel with a red lightening bolt, Marcel just manages to dodge it and steadies himself DEMON GENERAL #4 : I have had enough of this, I will kill you and go on to do the same with your companions