See Through World Demon Slayer Novels & Stories

He added in a trembling voice and proceeded to punch his still body in the chest, his hand passing through. Scared he pulled out his right hand, turning it over, again and again, to stare at it. It was transparent like he was fading away. He brought his left hand up and checked it to be sure his eyes weren't playing tricks on him. It was just the same, he could see the tiled floor. “ Don’t play this trick on me, Marco.” He warned his dead body angrily and decided to pull him up by his collar. His hands passed through once again. “ No! No!.” He whispered, the tears running down his cheeks as he withdrew his hands. “ It can't be.” He muttered in disbelief.

The Devourer’s voice threads around our spines like cold silk: You fused your heart into a door. Now I open it. The thread constricts so violently it forces Cain’s spine to arch and my throat to choke. And suddenly. I see through his eyes. Not metaphorically. Literally. The world doubles—my vision in front of me, his vision beside mine, two vantage points merging until the forest spins like a mirrored nightmare. Cain gasps, clutching his temple. “Lyra—gods—get out of my head—”

Aziz’s POV The obsidian veil opened and I moved through it. The obsidian dimension is a place humans cannot see, a seam between good and evil, where no light can shine to reveal our shadows. Humans can’t detect it. For me it is a road I run so often my feet remember the stones. Tonight I used it like a blade. Demon speed folds distance into a blink and turns the world into a blur of colors. My thoughts raced faster than my feet. White fur.

Sera clenched her torn hands. Silver light welled between her fingers, brighter than ever, laced now with a thread of red from her own blood. She hurled herself straight at the heart. The entire lattice convulsed like a living beast. A roar rose from every direction as both realms, the remnants of the mortal world and the demon world, shuddered in unison. The spire in the distance cracked down the middle, bleeding violet light into the void. Sera’s blade-hand of silver-and-blood struck the black heart.

she said, holding an arm. They both moved towards Luka as they connected with one hand and rested the other on the Alphas forehead, closing their eyes and with their face looking upwards. They started to chant beneath their breaths and as they did, the room was filled with a foggy mist that allowed everyone to see a glimpse of Luka's recent past. The moment he turned towards the mirror, the demon showed itself to him as rage-filled its body. The demon spoke to Luka telepathically with its toneless voice that gave shivers down the spine as it sinks into your soul.

But the slugs never left the barrels. I stepped out from behind Dante's flank, my hand still anchored to the hot, bleeding crest between his shoulders. The obsidian shadows in my eyes had grown until there was no white left in the sockets, my vision splitting into forty thousand different individual heat-paths that let me see the internal firing pins inside their rifles. With a single, downward snap of my wrist, I let the Void flow through the floor plates.

I opened my eyes and allowed myself to see through her. The present images in her head played in my eyes. A trick I learned from my further, is a way to see through someone by drinking from their veins. It lowers their guard and grants a back door to one's minds. It was the best way to spy on someone without them realizing you are in their head. The things I saw in her head made my lips drop into a frown. My aura turned from relief at seeing her getting better to wanting to tear her apart limb from limb.

He chuckled. “He was alive when the demon took him. You didn’t kill him.” I scoffed. “Unless you get another vampire to start the healing process, that wound will remain open. He’ll bleed out within a few hours. None of them will help you after you kill me, like you said, they want me to die so they can be free of their oath. You’re going to lose him, and I may die, but I’ll die laughing, you stupi-” He stopped talking when I disconnected his head from his body. Looking around, I could see that the vampires were gone, like I’d said they would be. I pulled out my wings and flew toward where the glimmer dragons were.

She needed an uninterrupted line of sight for that spell to work. So she resigned herself to another spell, the last spell she learned from The Tower, before she returned home. Cassana waved her arms and with another incantation, the broken glasses on the floor rose up and coalesced right above her, forming the shape of a serpent. She pointed her staff towards the misty mass in front of her and the glass serpent lurched towards it. If she was lucky, one of the thousand fragments of glass would find its way on the drow's neck and slice it open, ending her life right there.