Morpheus Demon の小説・ストーリー

Alex wondered. "In any case, one thing I'd learnt is demons are dangerous. One wrong step, and I'll get checkmate. I need to increase my strength. Only when I'm powerful enough, will my dream of f*cking all the beauties in this world come true." Alex decided to rest, today's event was too stimulating for him. Soon, he fell into deep sleep. ____________________________________________ Under the hot scorching sun, a young man is currently transporting a cart of mined mana crystals to the warehouse. As he was doing so, his eyes kept looking around, in search of a certain loli demon.

My name is Elora and I reside at the Blue Mountain Packhouse. I have a slim figure, long curly blonde hair which I usually wear up in a bun so it is out of my face. My eyes are a deep blue which I love. I am not a normal girl though. You see I am a shewolf, my rank at the packhouse is an omega. I don’t know my parents because they passed away when I was just a tiny baby, so I don’t have any memories of them. The only thing I have is a necklace locket from my mother. I have never taken it off because it makes me feel close to her spirit.

“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.

The next day I woke up, I am now the fiance of the Demon Duke in the Kingdom of Franche-Comte, a kingdom that believes in religion, however, it has a Demon Lord living among its people, Duke of Dubois Castle, or known as Lemon. He holds my hand tight and trails kisses to my pulse, ever since I have known that this man is a Demon who saved my life with the contract of fulfilling his desire, he frequents my room almost every night. “It is not money, and not my title as the countess, also you said that it is not my soul, what is it that you desire Duke?” he paused and those jewel red eyes looked at me intently, he climbed onto my bed and even closed the distance between us. I could feel the war

I finally felt alive. “But…” He then put on a serious expression. “We found a rare chemical in your blood. “There isn’t a name for it on the market. “However, in the black market, the name of it is ‘Angel’s Kiss’.” Angel’s Kiss? It sounded beautiful, but I could not help but shiver. “It’s an experimental drug that can control someone’s nervous system. “Its main purpose is to brainwash someone. With a large dosage, the person will lose consciousness and become a puppet.

"What has Lucas got to do with this?" "I'll give you a proper introduction, and you can make out the story from what I'll tell you. I am Behemoth, a creature even the devil dares not to tread upon, but a demon, who happens to be the devil's son, killed my mate in his quest for power. So I'm here to take what's his." "What has this got to do with Lucas?" Behemoth gave her a stare. "Sorry...are you saying that Lucas is the demon that killed your mate?"

“My twin brother has a demon wolf. I’ve done a lot of research on it. Demon wolves often die young, and I want him to be able to have a full life.” “He’s your twin, and he’s the only one with a demon wolf?” I ask. “Demon wolves in females are rare.” She explains. “I’m super hungry; can we go to the kitchen for food?” I ask. “Yes, anything you need, I can bring it to you, or we can go eat together.” I quickly change and take my morning nausea potion, and we head to the kitchen. When I get to the kitchen. Melanie is making lunch. “What time is it?”

I've felt his presence for a while—he murdered Hayley. "Oh, you don't know?" Beelzebub laughs and exchanges a smirk with the four other demons he brought with him—Asmodeus, Leviathan, Lamia, and Mammon. Lamia, the snake woman, gives me a creepy smile. "Hello, Lucifer." I frown. Lamia has always liked me—the feeling isn't mutual. Lamia has the torso of a woman but the body of a snake. I find her repulsive. "Hi..." I growl back.

" I say in almost a whisper, feeling the room grow icy cold. A grin grew on his face as his eyes glowed a bright yellow. A demon, in this realm. It couldn't be possible, it can't be. But this was no ordinary demon. Regular demons had black eyes, he had yellow. He wasn't just an average demon. That was when it clicked in my head, like atoms combusting together. That name, 'Memphis' I knew it, I shuddered at the mere realization. "Go on." He urged me. He could tell I knew exactly what he was. "You are Memphis Morningstar, the spawn of the devil. The Archdemon. The king of the cross-road demons and the prince of hell." I say, watching as his grin grew wider.

I said confidently. "That's all I wanted to hear boy" he said with a bitter smile. He just want me to spit it out myself. He sure know what the devil did to me and knows I've been trying to get his life. "You are not the only one that is unto that demon. He might be powerful but when we join forces, he's no match for us. This time around he bit more than what he can chew" he said with his eyes glowing. I was glad that alpha Callus too was angry. We need rage to face that demon.