Primordial Demons Novels & Stories

It was Hundun. Among all the Demons, only Hundun, Callan and the Demon Lord are the only ones able to transform into majestically ancient beasts. The rest are just lowly ranked Demons, they were born that way…. The Demons are classified into three types, The ancient Demons from the beginning of time, the human-like Demons, and lastly, the overall Demons who could talk. [The ancient Demons are Callan, Hundun, and the Demon Lord…. They've been alive since the beginning of time. They have the ability to shift into huge ancient beasts with wings, transform into a human and most of the time, transform into a human but with their horns still intact and visible. While the humans-like Demons are the

Ruben closed his eyes with apprehension. The Demon King stood up, dusting himself off and turned to look over at the Demon Lord’s, the smile upon his face was vile. “So now I understand the desperation to get your clutches on this girl…Basille did something prohibited…and you all kept it from me for your own selfish gains…” The Demon Lords all baulked and fell to their knees, expressing their shock and confessing they were not aware that Basille had done anything prohibited. The Demon King sneered at them. “This girl was created correct? Manifested from the joining of Basille’s own flesh with something given to him from an Angel…”

"No Ariel, Blaines wife, is an Angel. They're currently expecting." "So what kind of Demon is your mom then?" "My mom is a rare case. Her and her siblings are Arch demons." "What the fuck is an Arch demon?" I said looking at him confused. "Some call them celestial demons as well. Basically they were the first Demons created by the Gods. There's not a ton of them left, most died during the wars. My mom and her siblings are one of like fourty left I think. Maybe less." He said with a shrug.

I said, standing abruptly. "We left it out because the prophecy is unclear. It means your children have the power to unite all supernatural races and create unprecedented peace. Or to destroy everything if corrupted." Elder Morgana's ancient eyes held mine. "There are those who would seek to turn them. Forces far older and more dangerous than warlocks." "What forces?" Zane's voice had gone cold. "The original dark ones. The ones who were banished before even my time. They're called the Primordials, and they've been watching the prophecy unfold from the shadows of the magical realms. They know about Aurora and Atlas. And they're already making plans."

The Ten Primordial Fiends were the ten behemoths of the Fiend Realm during the Primordial Age. All of these ten fiends were at the Grand Emperor Rank and well-known during the Primordial Age. It was never determined who was the strongest and who was the weakest of the Ten Fiends. The reason for this was that, while they were all from the Primordial Age, they did not all belong to the same time period. Among them, the Gorgers were the first to appear. They appeared at the beginning of the Primordial Age.

he asks, and I shake my head in a negative affirmation. He breathes out. “Let me educate you then. Sometimes I forget that you’re a newbie goddess.” “The primordial deities were the first to be born into existence. They are the first race of gods and goddesses. They were astronomical and their forms were elemental and cosmic but that was way before they figured out how to shape themselves into physical beings. There are eight of them. Khaos, Gaia, Erebus, Nyx, Tartarus, Hemera, Chronos and Aether”

pulsing with a frequency that threatened to shatter their bones. Suddenly, the aurora above us curdled. From the shifting mists of the horizon, three figures emerged. They did not look like wolves, and they certainly didn't look like men. They were towering columns of sentient energy—one of liquid fire, one of crystalline ice, and one of absolute, star-flecked shadow. They moved with a predatory grace that made our "Grey evolution" look like a clumsy, half-finished toy. These were the Primordials: the original architects of the wolf-soul, the ones the First Luna had betrayed to build her Foundry.

***HoGuo Temple*** Even from a distance, the entrance of HoGuo Temple was visible in all it’s glory. It was not grand in terms of luxury but more of splendour in terms of heritage it represents over the centuries. Legend has it that this temple was once a home to the gods which lived on Earth during their trials and the descendants of those gods would come to this temple to pay homage to their ancestors. This temple is also said to have artifacts locked away which used to belong to those very gods and goddesses of old. However those artifacts are not open to the public eye and the monks that reside in the temple have never revealed any of it’s secrets. Many have tried to break into the templ

"But these pre-cataclysmic texts speak of an older era—before the sun and moon were bound to the sky. An era ruled by the Primordial Frost." "The Primordial Frost?" Marcus frowned. "Is it another shifter tribe?" "No," Aurelia shook her head. "They were not shifters, nor were they beings of elemental mana. They were the primordial static—beings born from the cold void before the world's core ignited. When the First Sovereign and the Sun Queen created the Primarch’s Crucible, they didn't just regulate the world's mana... they sealed the Primordial Frost deep beneath the glaciers of the far North."

"Human... how are you..." Lucien Desrosiers, the Demon King of the dark court, took one stunned step back. The noise behind him died at once. The hall was packed with elders, guards, and newly chosen sacrificial consorts, yet everyone seemed to forget how to breathe. Someone whispered, "She is not afraid of him? The Demon King's whole body carries the lust-curse. Any woman who gets too close starts collapsing within three seconds. Why is she fine?"