Pureblood Demon Soul の小説・ストーリー

Not quite a shadow. The Pale One smiled — faint, knowing. “You shouldn’t be here,” it said, voice carrying the echo of a thousand deaths. “I could say the same,” Soreth replied, though his throat was dry. “You shouldn’t exist.” The Pale One tilted its head. “And yet, here we both are. Two ghosts searching for the same truth.” “What truth?” “The one your masters buried.” The Pale One’s form flickered — now nearer, close enough for Soreth to see the faint shimmer of symbols written across its skin. “The Soulbound were the price of your immortality. You just forgot who paid it.”

He drawled, "You see, it's about the thrill. This is like a game to me. You're not afraid to die, killing you would give me no pleasure. The only thing you're afraid of is losing the people you love. I want to see the light go out of your eyes when I kill your sister in front of you. I want to see the soul leave your body when you realize that your sister died trying to save you. That's what I want." "Please. I'm begging you. I'll do anything, just leave my sister alone." I whispered. His lips drew back into a sneer. "I want to kill Verena because I know that's the only way I can kill your soul."

she pleaded and cough out pretending to be ill Samael’s eyes pop out in shock at her request, he look horror-stricken as her voice finds its way into his ears, he can’t believe she would dare to ask him such request like he’s some lowly demon or an animal spirit “I am the lord of all demons, beasts and all creatures of the….” He was saying then stopped and sigh out loud in frustration, the marriage with this human seems more arduous than he assume it to be “What do you human drink to heal up?” he asked “What will you drink?” she asked teasingly “Blood energy from beasts will…” Samael stops again realizing what he’s saying, he just almost spill it out to the human female Shaina look puzzled a

After hearing her account, Lyanna nodded and said, "I see. This blood crystal is called a soul crystal because a live person's soul and blood essence are trapped inside it! "It has no value at all to an ordinary person, and it will actually bring bad luck to anyone who carries it around with them. However, it's a different story for those practicing demonic arts. "They're like the energy replenishing pills you take, my lord. They have great value to those in the demonic sects. In fact, it can help people break through to another realm in a very short amount of time." Nina couldn't help frowning as she said, "From what you've said, Mr. Cowl must be from a demonic sect."

A ray of hope emerged within me, “So does that mean as long as I have Hayden’s love and support, I cannot be affected?” “The demon is strong enough to work a way around that. I should not have underestimated his devious mind. You participated in the blood ritual and offered your blood…that makes things a bit tricky.” “Tricky? In what sense?” “The lich in the most literally sense ‘leeches off’ the soul of someone he can easily influence and then when he has devoured the core, he can make use of the empty shell of the body…to use it as a puppet.”

To my surprise, the demon laughed and the spat a black sticky substance at the soul. The black substance stopped within the soul at the area the heart used to be. The soul tried to get it out but it couldn't. I looked at the demon and it breathed in and then out. Suddenly blood started piercing out of the demons jaw and it stared directly at the place where the black substance was. It was only then I had realized the kind of demon I had summoned. This is a demon that create something in a human's soul, that little hope, that little good, and then when the humans are happy, it would squeeze down to bits what that human loved the most.

Tommy walked over to Iris and pulled her hand slowly toward the table. He then took out a knife and suddenly slashed her index finger. The movement was so fast that Iris herself didn't have time to wince in pain. "Only the blood of Hunters can kill demons. And you are a Hunter, Iris. You are destined to possess that blood to exterminate demons." Eva said while collecting Iris's blood drop into a stainless steel container. Iris winced in pain as Tommy deliberately pressed hard against the incision on her index finger to force the blood to stop flowing out. Then he wrapped the incision with a cloth and gave her a lemon.

Lucien sighed and twirled a loose strand of my hair around his finger, "That's true but the demon inside you has the blood of another demon from it. Asphalt came from Underwater and he gave birth to you, which makes the Underworld your home as well. I can second the fact by stating how your wolf regained her voice after stepping in there." "Wow, that's…crazy." I looked down at my hands. "I can't really believe it but how do I handle this hunger? If it's true that I have a demon inside me, then it needs to feed on-on life." I gulped the bitterness in my throat. I couldn't take someone's life just to feed on them. "You don't have to kill someone to feed on them. You can feed on the soul of a d

" Iris paid the price and Felicity began pouring things in the cauldron. The old woman closed her once and chanted a spell. She began shaking and after few minutes she came back to her senses. "The only way to defeat the Southern demons is to combine the two souls. Those souls are your werewolf spirits. I assume you haven't consumed the mating process yet so you must complete it. The Blood Wolf values the mating process and both of you will become the strongest force we'll ever see. As for the ritual of the demons they wanted the blood of a true Blood Wolf royal. The mating process is the only way to replenish the powerful blood in your body. Those demons wanted to use the royal's blood to g

“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!”