See Through World Demon Slayer Novels & Stories

“Then what demon blood do I have in my body?” Dorothy said, “It’s hard to tell. Powerful demon blood, once activated, usually allows for obtaining massive fighting power, like the four great beasts, Seiryuu, Byakko, Genbu, and Suzaku. Any average person could easily become a strong martial artist, but you only have Clairvoyant Eyes, so it’ll be either cats or cows... animals like that. Plus, your body is pure Yin, so I’m guessing you have the blood of a cat demon.”

I get one last brief glimpse of Amora’s face before the shadow drags me through the veil between the shadow realm and earth. Then all I see is blackness.

“Why were you looking for me?” Lucas rises from the dark, coming after the demon fast. He’s holding the sword he just pulled from his own chest and slashes it through the air in an attempt to cut off the demon’s head. But the blade just passes right through him, as if it’s made of smoke. The demon turns, extending his hand toward Lucas, and closes his fist. Lucas’s hands go to his neck, trying to break the hold the demon has on him. Lucas drops to his knees, coughing, and blood pours from his lips.

The power surges through me. Not hot. Not cold. Something else. Something that's been waiting for this moment since the beginning of time. I feel myself changing. My body. My mind. My soul. And then— I see everything. The past. The present. The future. All of it. At once. I see the world ending. The veil consuming everything. I see the world beginning. The veil creating something new. I see myself. Not as Elara. Not as a Receptor. As something else. Something that's never existed before.

He waved a hand in the air and a cloud of mist appeared before them. ‘This is the way to seoul.’ the guardians beckoned. It was king Emre who went first, keeping his sword in place before he walked into it. The rest did so taking cautious steps. At last they apparitioned atop a somewhat dilapidated bridge. The atmosphere was wintry with dark, foggy clouds and lava erupting below. There were a cacophony of screams below. The men held the banisters and watched down, shocked. There were throngs of people below, who were constantly blown away by the active volcano. They screamed and begged. It was an epitome of the biblical dark room where one is allowed to know crushing pain and suffocating da

I slashed their throats with my shield; their veins with my saber. Their death cries joined together in a symphony of pain and horror. I reveled in the screams of the dying men, licking the drops of blood as they splattered my face. I fended off thrown daggers with my shield, parried sword blows with my saber and counterattacked. I was destruction incarnate, and I felt happy. I was killing, and the demon blood sang in my veins. Death, death, death to my enemies.

she turns and runs out of the room. I walk over to my chalice and drop the blood from my claws into it then pour some all knowing serum into it, a white light smoke rises from the chalice and we watch like a vision as a scene comes to life, a woman is fleeing, she’s dressed in black with her face covered and keeps looking back as she goes.

His scent was iron and pine, and I clung to it as if it were the only thing keeping me from drowning in the chaos. My vision had shifted too. I didn't just see the world, I saw through it. Threads of aura clung to everything, shimmering outlines that pulsed faintly in my sight, as if the veil between realms had thinned and I was peering past it. Rhalia and Mirenya's conversations rushed back to me, about how they could see an aura. I understood now. God, I understood.

I answered simply. She smiled at my answer, “I see Heaven too,” I was so relieved to have someone to relate to here, I thought that I was the only weirdo demon here who saw Heaven in Hell. “Why don’t others have the ability to see what they want?” Her eyebrows drew together as she answered, “The level four demons are self-made, so they see Hell as it is because it was the afterlife that they deserve, the demons who are levels one and two have never seen Heaven before, so Hell is all that they know, it is only us level threes who can see what we wish because we chose to be here by our own volition.”

I entered the room with my heartbeats already on my throat. Gathering the kind of courage I never knew before, I wore a half-smile on my lips as I beat the board of directors' intimidating stares with my outward confidence. I realize how silly I was. The things these people do were beyond my comprehension. Give me surgical blades and other sets; I might have the full confidence to cut into a human's head and solve a problem, but not with these kinds of people who could kill you with their lethal gaze.