Real Demon Language Alphabet の小説・ストーリー

"So you ended with Satan's fall." Veronica was silent for a while, reading parts of the book. She then slammed it back down on the table. "You're right, that's boring." the demon said, "You got to only learn the cool, practical things. Like...hey, did you know Haneul and Alice are speaking in Korean, Li Jie is speaking Chinese, and I'm speaking Spanish, but we somehow can still understand each other?" "What?" Tina paused at that. "Yep." Veronica confirmed, "Anyone with souls beyond the fourth dimension is not bound by reality's language constraints. Much of our conversation is brought on silently by our consciousness."

"You might be an Alpha but you aren't a match. I'm going to enjoy killing you" Again, Jett spat, screeching as Xavier pulled out his claw and buried it back. "Xa-vier!" The demon's eyes twitched. "I'm not Xavier" Jett coughed, his hand reaching out to his pocket, if he was going to die, he would need someone to join him in hell. "N-o, you're not, b-ut I know Xavier is in there and he won't let you w-in" The demon let out an evil laugh, pulling his claw further into Jett's chest. "I've already won"

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.

Just observing the scene unfold quietly. One of them even looked away.They know I have an upper hand in this situation. "Either you leave my Pack or watch me feed your soul to the demon" I warned, my voice dropping a deep octave.The Alpha and demon in me radiates so much power, the room became thick with tension and I could sense fear. If anything the demon likes is the fear radiating from people around.It flares the demonic energy even more. I smirked satisfied after noticing the look on the rest of the Alphas faces.They were quiet for a minimum of three seconds.

Nails are replaced by demonic claws in an instant, and I watch him write. I read it out loud. “Dear Camilla, I know this might be hard to believe...” I look up at him when I get to the end of the sentence, and Rin smiles before erasing the words in the sand and writing something else. “But even though you might not be able to feel it because of the contract I’m under, you’re my mate.” My mouth goes dry, and my heart thunders inside my chest as I stare at the letters that are stretching across the sand. The word ‘mate’ makes me think he is out of his mind. He is a demon—is this some kind of joke?

He enjoyed the freedom of communication he enjoyed in the time being. "Hello, Little Alpha." Demon's voice echoed through my ears and I anticipated the lash of his whip, his taunting words and unlawful constraint of my wolf. "You do not even understand the meaning of the word Alpha if not you would have been taught that there is no such thing as a little Alpha." I retorted. I knew that an Alpha was great, mighty and feared no matter his age. "Smart boy. I like that you are very smart. So let's play a game. I ask a question, if you it, you are free but if you do not then you would face my whip." He let out a sinister laugh but there was absolutely no humour in what he said.

Her elegance and calm demeanor surprise me, but I smile, stepping forward and taking her hand in mine. “Please, call me Isabella. I hear you will be the next heir to the Demon kind, so we need to get along and resolve the issues between our nations caused by the Shadows.” I say, catching the surprised look in the demoness’ eyes. °♡°• The screams of Odishka and Shirisius echo through the dungeons as King Killian and his men torture the two demons into giving information of the Shadows. They spoke in a language that I am not familiar with, the sounds a mix between what I assume is old Latin and the hissing of snakes. I stand between Liam and my father, Moira just to the side, chanting as she k

Albert immediately stepped up and gave him a tight slap across his face before he yelled, “Why the hell are you speaking in English? Aren’t both of you well-versed in the Oskian dialect? If you dare to continue speaking in English in front of us, I will not hesitate to cut off your tongue!” After getting slapped in the face, Salem felt extremely aggrieved. However, he did not dare to go against Albert at all. Therefore, he could only hold onto his cheek as he choked up and spoke using the Oskian dialect, “Edmund, my son… what… what happened to you?!”

True purpose of her existence. "Lilith, goddess of independence. Wild beast of the island. The creator and mother of all demons." A satisfactory look appeared on her smooth delicate face. From time to time I wondered if the mighty and powerful demon was standing in my presence, or it was only just a replica. But with the few moments I'd spent with her, it was obvious. This was Lilith. Only just a weaker version, but it definitely was her. "Nocte daemonium." Her eyes widened, almost bulging out in pure astonishment. Even I became immediately surprised the moment the word popped out from my mouth. I spoke other languages on irregular occasions, but they always came out unpredictably. And the m

The once proud warriors, fierce and unmoving, now kneel in deference. Their eyes are locked on me, unwavering. I stand in the center, back straight. But it’s clear—it’s not me they’re kneeling to. It’s the voice coming through my phone. Dominicus’s voice begins again, this time in a language that is deep, old, and ritualistic. The words sound like a chant, an incantation, woven with power that ripples through the air. Latin. But it’s the meaning of the words that hold power- and for the Alphas, it strikes a chord of recognition.