Soul Of A Demon の小説・ストーリー

I said causing his eyebrows to raise. "First you didn't even change your name dude" I said causing him to chuckle "the demon Dáinn is known to be a bringer of death and collect the souls of the damned, kinda like the grim reaper but worse to be honest" I said letting out a small laugh myself as he smiles at me. "If it wasn't the name that gave you away it would have been your aura" I stated "you hold yourself to a higher standard and try to push power and superiority on those around you as a form of dominance and control" I stated.

Looking up at the sky with the sad smile plastered on his face he spoke up, "Why so hatred for me, ya Rab?" Miles away from him the girl with a cuddling baby in her arms uttered looking up at the sky, "I express my deep gratitude to Y ou for sending this angel to me, Ya Rab." 

“I thought I did, too, but who knows now. It could have been the demon we summoned for all we know.” “Which demon?” “Ammit,” he spat. “Eater of souls.” I had spent a fair amount of time studying up on demonology, and for the life of me, I could not think of why they would want to summon her. Demons could not lie, though. Only twist their words in such a way that the truth became miserably ambiguous. That being said, I was inclined to think it was the demon that had sought me out, not one of our friends. The comments the woman made about the weight of my soul tracked if it was Ammit. But, she called my soul light. Why would she come after my soul if it was light? She could only consume heavy

The devil's own melody. Soul Snatcher.

I could picture him, standing in that house, his heart heavy with grief and guilt, trying to explain the unexplainable. But Lady Athena's response was calm and measured, her eyes holding a depth of ancient knowledge. "Silas, the demon doesn't need a physical form to exert its influence. It’s like a ghost. It's not like any ordinary creature. Hence, it does not leave a trace – no scent or footprint.” Lady Athena continued to explain, "The demon's influence is insidious. It feeds on fear, grief, and despair. It can manipulate emotions, twist perceptions. But it is not corporeal."

It sucks. 4: Hiro - Demons and Shin

I had to move fast. I turned through the pages of the spell book with shaky hands until I finally settled on what I was searching for. “Thrakos, Demon of the Underworld, Lord of Hell,” I whispered, my fingers tracing the forbidden verse. “He who commands the forbidden flames of the devil's domain,” my voice grew louder, desperation etched in my eyes, "I call thee, Thrakos. I summon thee to the mortal realm. Kneel before–” The sound of thunder cracking cut me short before I could complete my words. The ground began to rumble and the circle I had engraved on the ground expanded outwards as dark smoke clouded the entire place.

"I need to ask you some questions." The demon's smile widened, showing more of those needle-sharp teeth. "Speak it, Your Highness." I took a deep breath, centering myself. This was it. The moment that would determine everything that came next. "You know most souls. Is Rae Vale, daughter of Alpha Magnus Vale, a newborn soul or a returned soul?" The demon's black eyes glittered with something that might have been amusement. He tilted his head, considering the question with the careful attention of a creature who dealt in absolutes.

To my surprise, the demon laughed and the spat a black sticky substance at the soul. The black substance stopped within the soul at the area the heart used to be. The soul tried to get it out but it couldn't. I looked at the demon and it breathed in and then out. Suddenly blood started piercing out of the demons jaw and it stared directly at the place where the black substance was. It was only then I had realized the kind of demon I had summoned. This is a demon that create something in a human's soul, that little hope, that little good, and then when the humans are happy, it would squeeze down to bits what that human loved the most.

"My soul? Is that what she did to me? Do you know what it is called?" I hit send and after a few seconds the computer dings again and this time the email reads, "It's the Soul Eater. Surviving off of our souls, she gets everlasting life and the only way to get yours back, is to kill her. She has been around for thousands of years and will continue to take people's souls unless someone stops her." Typing one more reply, I send it and a notification comes up, "Unable to send. Please try again."