Scariest Japanese Legends Novels & Stories

I smirked. “If you say God.” Takashi scoffed. “Nope. Scarier and a hell of a lot sexier. My wife, Yūri. She already wants you dead, and that was just a shot to my arm. You kill me, you are going to get your heads removed slowly and her Kitsune card shoved down your severed neck.” I smirked.

“How could they allow the hunting and killing of the ocean lizards for the experiment?” “To summarize the paper’s abstract,” Sasha said, “Tamerlane sold it as a potential end to humanity’s godhood envy. Basically, if humans could achieve immortality, we’d be on an equal footing with the Dragon God himself and a step above above the dragon kings and the rest of their kind.” “But that was impossible,” Aki blurted out. “Kuzuryū Daimyōjin, if wounded, could grow back any of his nine heads and any of his appendages.”

The Ushi-Oni or the gyūki, The gyūki was a monster whose appearance looked like a spider with an ox's head that sported long sharp poisonous horns, and razor-sharp fangs, each of its six legs had a single long claw that could slice through even the toughest of metals, and its forked tongue carried the force of a whip. It was a creature of nightmares. A monster that most gods assumed was mythical, a folklore legend, but the gods of the Underworld Kingdom knew better. A single Ushi-Oni could cause a sickness that would drain the lesser gods and goddesses of their souls and their divine gifts; it would then use those powers to unlock the hidden cells of the sub-princes of Hell; Astaroth, Maggot

OLD TIME SAKE Okuta the king of Oroki kingdom head the ñews of his old friend coming, and instantly kill cows, and other animals, it was a great ceremony that day, as he was welcomed with great ceremony. And when the friends finally spoke. Okuta gave him advice that even him and all of Orokis will later regret for a lifetime. He advised him to recruit all able men and women into the Army and made them swear to The Oroki goddess, but before then ask them to come for fortification tied all of them with great rope, as if it is part of the ritual. And then break the news or they get killed where they are. Since they are tied ,they will be left with no other option than to swear by the water, who

says Ayame and starts chewing on her finger nails as her eyes started to get redder and redder like a tomato. “End of the line, was it Fuujin or Raijin, or a constellation or something inhuman not even known to humankind or from a folklore not from Japan at all, was it from a chinese mythology or perhaps western Europe. Perhaps it may have been from India too…. I’m done.” Says Ayame and lays on the ground looking at the ceiling. “No use~… These guys don’t even know what their leader is.” The yokai fall unconscious from holding their breath for too long one by one like dominoes.

“Yes. The Japanese government no longer publishes the numbers of how many bodies they find there annually, but at one point it was as high as one hundred.” “Wow.” Ivy looked astonished. “That’s a lot of people to take their own lives in one year in the same location.” “Right. Which adds to the lore.” Cutter shook his head, and Ru imagined it was in sympathy for the souls that lost their lives in the forest. “This may sound like a stupid question,” Ru said, still pondering whether or not to ask it, “but are these yurei real, or is what the forest visitors have been experiencing something else—like Reapers? Or demons?”

“If you could summon the Fire God León de Fuego, would you still be able to dream?” “Have you met that god before? Heard he's extremely scary.” At the mention of the Fire God León de Fuego, Palomas Blancas trembled in fear. In the world of youkai, the Fire God León de Fuego represents doom. Since a thousand years ago he alone razed the world of youkai, slaying 10,000 youkai, this legend is the most feared curse in the world of youkai. Any youkai just need to hear this name, cold spines, hands, and feet are also cold.

“What the fuck?” “I don’t like this, something is watching us!” Drago speaks. “What is it?” I asked. “I don’t know but there are legends of Kappa out here!” “Kappa?” “River demons of Japanese folklore.” “I’m starting to think it’s something else, it’s not evil but it’s certainly alarming when you can’t see it but it can see you.” “We should head back to our Ember.” “HEY DAMIAN!” I yelled and turned to see Ember and Binx standing beside me.

The moon shines fully, illuminating the darkness outside and providing a glint of light to Svetlana’s eyes as she stared up at it while she sat on a bench with Ahrio next to her. “There’s a legend in Southeast Asian countries that whenever it’s the full moon, ghosts, monsters and other scary supernatural beings appear and roam the world of the living. Do you know that?” Svetlana shared one of those horror stories she had heard from her childhood. Smiling, she glanced at Ahrio and caught him just staring at her face like he’s engrossed about everything about her. “Really? Do those supernatural beings include goddesses? Coz I’m definitely seeing one right now.”

Probably an even mix. He’d been up half the night with thoughts of goblins and gumiho. Halmeoni used to tell Jihoon stories about dokkaebi tricking humans and nine-tailed foxes eating the livers of men. Horror stories camouflaged as fables to teach lessons. But those types of stories were supposed to stay in books, not come to life and almost choke him to death.