Satan X Yogirt Novels & Stories

The god in a ragged robe is a god that holds authority over madness and insanity, fear is not the concept that he knew, but the anxiety and nervousness about the uncertainty of his existence that he tasted right now could be said to be the feeling that he could say that was closest to fear. “Now, I lose most of my power after consuming his tainted blood, I become weaker and weaker and lose the grasp of reality and power to influence the omniverse. Unlike before, I got a lot of the things that mortals call emotion.” Yog-Sothoth speaks out loud, letting out all of his frustration to the god beside him. “What are you trying to say, Yog-Sothoth?” The rough and uncaring word voices out the word t

demon:- okay I understand you didn't do anything just watch them and have fun, but I want to see my mother, she worshipped you I want to see her Satan:- what are you talking about, she was a believer in god, that why she go to god and those who worshipped me will come to me, all those people are you going to kill will become my food and make me stronger. demon:- so you want to eat their soul so you are letting them die since they are your followers, you want soul then take mine and wake her up. Satan:- I like your offer but you are a follower of god, I can't take your soul, and without consideration, I am not going to give anything, her life is in god hands.

“ . . . And we shall seek then the servitude of the damned, and forsake our fathers as all must. Let us remake ourselves, so that we may remake the world. Let our suffering bring us power, so that no heretic will find us weak.” The hallway opened up into a large room where a pentagram of blood was drawn on the floor. In the pentagram’s center was a large bed, its semi-transparent curtains drawn to obscure the activity within. A satyr priest stood at the foot of the pentagram, his back to me. I ascended to the dark ceiling, to hide from him. “A trinity of communions shall birth miracles untold,” said the satyr. “The Glory of the Nether will unravel from the ashes of those who refuse metamorph

> Vincent commanded the knights and the priests to get into formation with the hero and the saint in the center Let’s add more special effects and make things even spookier! I used both the heating and the Cold enchantments on the lake to raise a fog as a cover for what is to come… The soldiers started falling one after another…the holy blessings of the priests didn’t work against Satania’s magic… Said one of the priests in panic In addition to the whispers and noise inside the forest, Satania’s sadistic laugh was heard as she reduced their numbers one after another

Cold sweats started to form on my forehead not because of the temperature of the surrounding but because of the agony within me. According to legends, Satanel was the name given to the demon that wrecked havoc in the paradise made by gods while there was a meeting in the Divine Council held at the Sky Palace. He annihilated half of the god realm that led to the downfall and demise of some angels and minor deities. He was the opposite force of creation: destruction. Moreover, those who survived his attack submitted to him and joined his legion, resulting to a great loss in the side of the gods. My train of thoughts were cut off when the announcer’s voice echoed in the whole area.

Leah spoke pointing at Belphegor. Satan nodded and flicked his finger creating an invisible force field so that no dirty tricks or teleportation to some other domain would be allowed. "No dirty tricks and teleportation is only allowed inside the forcefield. Fight like you'll kill each other because that is what will happen in the battlefield." Satan announced and asked Samael to step forward in the force field.

The latter was already weakly kneeling on the ground at this point. When Satan was heading in Tyr’s direction, the slash was already right in front of his eyes. Bam! It was an extremely domineering attack. Shattering Hill was an attack that was powerful enough to split a mountain into two. Despite being a Demigod, Satan found it difficult to withstand Tyr’s terrifying blow after suffering from multiple heavy injuries. With that single blow, Satan flew out dozens of meters away at the time. Before he landed, his blood was spilled into the air.

Humanitas erit sacrificium si non sanguinis humani aestus avertere. He points to the section with the word Geminis. I read it out loud, “For destiny and The Creator cannot change that which is meant to be. Gemini shall be divided. One of death and destruction. The Devil shall lose his love, and humanity shall be lost. Only humanity shall be a sacrifice, if it were not in the blood of humanity, to turn the tide.” My throat clogs, and my voice stutters at the mention of the devil losing his love. Fallon places his hand on my shoulder as if to keep me grounded.

What had he missed? “Descend and clothe thyself in one of the sacred shrouds, one of the mystic mantles. Asmodeus, creature of judgement. Abaddon, who destroys both body and soul. Af, the sower of hatred. Belial, angel of hostility. Samael, who poisons the world. Lucifer, lord of proud spirits. Satan, the great adversary.” Crixen Runeburner was lead forward and placed before the altar. A golden knife slapped into his hand. The victim before him, a mask of blank terror, screamed his name. He saw her then. It was the girl who had taken his virginity

“Prepare me Sathe…if you don’t, I won’t be able to take something as big as your c*ck.” |-_-| /-_-\ |-_-|