Object Yokai Novels & Stories

"I'm not a public figure, so you probably haven't heard of me. I'm Damien Blackwood. But some people call me the Living Yama." Crain’s eyes widened in sheer, uncontrollable terror. Without warning, a puddle of his own pee, began to form on the floor beneath him, and he began muttering frantically. "No... no, that's impossible," Crain stammered, frantically trying to back away from the man before him. ******

said Ater haughtily. Logan understood what the superweapon was. He nodded and waved his hand. "We don't need nuclear weapons to kill him." Kaiser hastily said, "We are sure that you're more than capable of taking down this fiend, but we don't know where he comes from. Also, he seemed more powerful than us." Lady Violet caught up to them and said, "This man is called Yik. He's a Grade 4 Chrysopoeia practitioner from the Oceanus Galaxy."

Even the lords of the Kazakares and the giants of Humshu island attended. Lord Yokohama Yokozuna came dressed in the red armor of his clan. The Yokozuna is a clan of big dark-haired people with an even bigger temper to go with their body weight, this earned them the nickname "raging canons" among enemies and companions alike. Their beasts, the Maitzu are huge-shelled creatures. This allowed them to be able to build structures on their backs and attack from them. A raging Maitzu is unstoppable and no building can stand in its way for long. The Yokozuna clan is the best infantry in all of the human kingdoms and arguably the best in the whole of Mundillum.

Ryosuke said. “In the dream, something was calling to me. It was this place." Cai Kang shook his head. “But from what exactly?” “It's a warning. These people say it is a snake demon. It is most likely an imugi that was trapped here, unable to be set free.” Fukuna said. “But, we already established that yeouijus like the one we're looking for only belong to the one it is made for," Kazuha said.

I looked up and Eli nodded. “I am Yuukio, and I will be your guide today.” Yuukio said bowing. I just looked Yuukio over, from behind him I saw what looks like to be a white fluffy tail. Then another, then another and another, holy shit how many tails does he have?? “Excuse me Yuukio, but what are you?” I asked him curiously. I never met a creature like him before and I was dying to know what what he was. He just smiled at me, his grey eyes shinning in the moon light. “Me my dear, I’m a Nine tailed fox spirit from Japan.”

Ju Se-Jong was chosen as the recipient of the magic pill because he is the only warrior of the Iron Tiger group who has the power of the ancient Yokomoya type. The type of Yokomoya owned by Ju Se-Jong is the Yokomoya of animal control and demon beast. This type of Yokomoya has become extinct on the East Continent because its users died before they managed to pass their knowledge on to the next generations. “With this much demon beast reinforcements, I think they can level the Central District before the first day's raid is over!” Ju Se-Jong replied to Ji Xiang's warning.

" *Sigh* In the demon world there is a ranking system. Yokai being at the bottom, demons being next, then devils and beyond that not even I know. " What's a Yokai?" She asked. " A Yokai are the helpers of the Grim Reaper. They drag the soul to hell and bring it before the Grim Reaper where he will determine its punishment and the Yokai punish them accordingly. The Grim Reaper and demons have a deal where the Yokai will not collect their souls when their body has expired." I explained. " Demons don't die from old age?!" She exclaimed. " They also don't die from hunger, which is why they don't need to eat..... if they can handle being hungry all the time. Which is why they only die from being

The Ushi-Oni or the gyūki, The gyūki was a monster whose appearance looked like a spider with an ox's head that sported long sharp poisonous horns, and razor-sharp fangs, each of its six legs had a single long claw that could slice through even the toughest of metals, and its forked tongue carried the force of a whip. It was a creature of nightmares. A monster that most gods assumed was mythical, a folklore legend, but the gods of the Underworld Kingdom knew better. A single Ushi-Oni could cause a sickness that would drain the lesser gods and goddesses of their souls and their divine gifts; it would then use those powers to unlock the hidden cells of the sub-princes of Hell; Astaroth, Maggot

Grigo cleared the air, “What my beautiful wife is trying to say, little girl, is we are not like ordinary humans,” Madchen stiffened in her chair, she felt Drago squeeze her hand. Looking up at him, she noticed a worried expression form on his face, or was it expectation? She really wasn’t sure what was about to happen. “Don’t tell me you are werewolves,” she tried to joke, but faltered when she realized no one thought her comment to be funny. “Not quite,” Marcu chimed in. Angel was at his side now, her blue eyes glistening like diamonds in the morning sun.

I asked putting my hands on my hips. Cynthia, of course, was the first to speak. "You said there's a way to save the zombies-" "First off they are not zombies. Not in the traditional sense. They do not feed on you, they feed on your soul. Soul Eaters," I explained in a rather snarky tone. Did I mention I was really tired? "Whatever," she brushed it off. "How? And how do you know this?" "It's hard to explain how I know this and most of it is unbelievable anyway," I started running my hand through my hair.