Part Time Demon Lord Novels & Stories

Said the Trinity Master who returned to continue "Belphegor has a body like humans in general but has a beard and also 4 Horns with sharp nails and has 4 legs. He is a Lazy Demon who likes to sleep and he does not have a kingdom but because of his strength he is one of the 13 strongest Demon Lords." Master Trinity said. "The devil of laziness, it turns out that it's not only humans who are lazy, but for you demons there are things like that." Monic said and it looked like Master Triniti smiled and then resumed his story about the ruler of the third world.

His eyes alternated between green and black as he hissed a name through his gritted teeth. "Belphegor." Belphegor was an old demon, very proficient in spell work, who left Hell when Chuck opened all the doors. He described his life as a human as coming from a time where people were "ugly" and worshiped a giant rock that looked like a penis. As a demon, he was a self-described "clock puncher," and enjoyed his work tormenting the souls that entered Hell. Motivated by his desire for life in Hell to go back to how it was before the souls were released, he possesses the corpse of a sloth and since then pledged his loyalty to Darth Vader, the demon overlord.

“Too bad. I guess our little master can do my work for me then. Ha ha! I guess having a pact with a human isn’t so bad. We have a powerful underling to do our work for us.” “Mammon, that’s not how—” “What did you say?” I interrupted Leviathan and moved before him so I could speak with Mammon better. “An underling? I may not know much about pacts, but I do know that the demons are placed under the wing of the human that they tie a pact with. Therefore, it is YOU who is my underling.” “Excuse me.” Belphegor suddenly interrupts my outburst. “As much as I love seeing you roast Mammon on his standing, I would like to point out that the demon of our interest ran.”

There was something I had to do. I reached out with my newly won magic and used it to open a doorway. My dad came roaring through. Not the dad I knew, the kind and calm presence living in a human statue when called by our magic. This was the full embodiment of Haralthazar, Demon Lord of the Seventh Plane, and he was not a happy camper.

I had to move fast. I turned through the pages of the spell book with shaky hands until I finally settled on what I was searching for. “Thrakos, Demon of the Underworld, Lord of Hell,” I whispered, my fingers tracing the forbidden verse. “He who commands the forbidden flames of the devil's domain,” my voice grew louder, desperation etched in my eyes, "I call thee, Thrakos. I summon thee to the mortal realm. Kneel before–” The sound of thunder cracking cut me short before I could complete my words. The ground began to rumble and the circle I had engraved on the ground expanded outwards as dark smoke clouded the entire place.

“Do you want the blood of eight people, fresh and warm?” Ak-kvir considered my words for a moment. “Yes.” “Get me to them, and I’ll grant you their bodies and their blood.” “What about their souls?” “I can always summon another,” I hinted. The demon growled, clearly unhappy. “I will get you there, all r-r-right. Bodies and blood are mine?” “Yes. A necromancer’s word.” “Climb up.” I laughed at his inanity. “Should I take a whip? An oath, you beast!”

He snorts again and tosses the candle up in the air a few times, catching it easily. "So… you are…?" "Soleus." He grins at me. "Top General to the Second Prince of Hell's army." Did he just say Hell? As in… THEE Hell? "...A demon." "Yes." He catches the candle again before fisting it tight in his hands. "Isn't that what I just said." Holy fuck. I'm going to pass out. Fumbling for the couch, I lower myself into it. My hands are already shaking. A demon!? How the fuck did I summon a demon!? I didn't even know I had that much magic in me to do that in the first place!

He looked at me in shock and I could see the fear in his eyes when he looked at my arm. "Demon." I heard him say before running away from my room. I just asked why he seems to be scared. Who is the demon? Me? What is a demon by the way? Then when I got dressed I went out of the room and went to the kitchen, I saw a knife fall to the floor so I took it but I immediately let it go and closed my eyes because I saw something in my mind again. I saw the face of my mom and the girl with the horns again, mom was holding a knife and stabbed that girl with the horns, the girl did not know because she was sleeping.

It laughed, pushing against the invisible boundaries of the psychopathic lords mind. Darkous nodded, carefully turning his attention towards the demonic creature within his mind. “Perhaps, though either way, I want the pup to go with us. If Dorian has succeeded in making her obedient, then we should have no trouble. Although, if he had failed then I may have to force her, either way; the pup will come with us and fight. Or suffer the consequences for disobedience.” The demon chucked, the vile sound filling the psychopathic lords mind. “Yes, it should be interesting forcing her to kill someone, or at least injure her uncles soldiers. But, the bloodshed is always my favourite part, especially

So make sure that you don't appear before him or else you will face dire consequences, Luna Doreen informs her. I nod timidly as Luna Doreen excuses herself to attend other important issues pertaining to the upcoming event. I skip home happily after hearing that I'm not supposed to attend the festival. I thank the moon goddess for answering my prayers. As she knows in my heart that i really don't want to meet the Demon. Rumors have it that he's very ruthless and wicked but also very handsome. But all the same ,i don't want to meet him and I'm grateful my prayers have been answered.