Soul Of The Old Demon King Novels & Stories

“Come this instant! The ritual must go on!” Ambrose gave one look to his slave, Sayo, in one of the robes of the wizard and unleashed his demon. In a frcation of a second, all the soldiers held their breath, unable to believe their mortal eyes. They expected the King to turn into his beast form but what stood before them was a murderous devil. The King before their very eyes had turned into a demonic creature. Dark bluish veins protruded around his eyes. Dark tentacles extended from his body and as if to chill them to their bones, his feet lifted off the floor.

But I rose to my tall frame which was average in comparison to his. My head tilted upwards of its volition, crimson red flashing before my eyes. "Artemis Kastellanos, as your king and Alpha of the lycan pack, I, King Athanasius Kastellanos command YOU to kneel." But as a final act of defiance, I felt myself shift. For the first time.

“But was it his mother?” “No,” the woman said, shaking her head. “It was a demon. Cunning, patient, a master of manipulation. The prince unsealed it with his own blood… not knowing he was freeing something deadly.” She leaned closer to the fire, shadows flickering across her face. “A being trapped for centuries… a demon god, sealed by powers older than kings. It promised him a reward… half its power, to use for revenge against those who had wronged him.” Zayla’s voice trembled. “What did the prince do?”

It has three blue-grey gems – a big one at the center and small ones beside it. “I’ve asked permission for your parents and they agreed. Emily, I am willing to live the rest of my life with you and I will marry you once again after you graduate college.” He started. Words were caught up once again in her throat. Her heart beat excruciatingly hard against her chest, “What about Hell?” “Hell has its own king.” “Who?” “Alfred.” “Alfred, the mortal butler?” Her eyes widened, “That couldn’t be! He’s gone!”

Mortem grabbed my hands mid air and whispered, "This is who you are, Tate, this is where you belong. Stop forcing yourself in her life, you're not what she need- you never was." "I had to kill Belphegor II myself because I know you'll never be able to. I had to let Skye kidnapped Clarisse so you could go back here. I had to infuriate you with the truth to unleash your true demon self." Mortem coughs out blood, "Hell needs you more than Lyanna does. Fulfill your duty as the Demon King." Life begins to drain from Mortem's cold body as he gently punched me in my chest, he said in a whisper, "I know you'll make a good King like your father once was."

She gasps, putting the book inside her bag intending to barrow it for good days, as she glances beside and is greeted. “Can you help me?” Hollow from the eyes, mouth, and even ears. The mummified floating corpse-like old lady stands before her and asks. “Help me, help me, help me.” Started by a gentle tone then increasing to a menacing one, she slowly held her head up as the once old corpse of an image turns out to be an eating soul that turns out to be a demon spider. “I guess, I do not have any choice.” Accepting the fact and her newfound destiny, she is currently seeing an eight-legged demon oozing with sinful souls all around her mummified body. Where curses and gluttony seek.

Fullus was silent for a moment. "What's the demon's name, Fullus?" Commander -in -chief Slieve asked Fullus. "I'll only mention it once and don't repeat it." Fullus once again warned. Seeing the chief and empress nod, Fullus took a small breath. "His name is the Chief Queen of the King of All Satan or his call the Queen of the Demons." Fullus called the name of the demon inside Kei. "Because of that Madam Drieshan Nori locked both Djin and demon in Drieshan Keishii?" Surprised the head of Sfyr heard the name of the demon.

The report presented prompted His Majesty to issue an emergency court session. The Emperor’s eyes swept over his court, first gazing at those who remained calm and compared those ‘respectable’ imbeciles arguing amongst themselves in the middle of the court. He let out a long sigh as he resisted the urge to massage his temples. “I should have thought this through before summoning this entire lot of them.” He thought to himself regretfully. The ministers, generals along with their commanders are discussing possibilities of enemies identities, listing down all threats to the nation to the point it was becoming ridiculous! How could a beast straight out of ancient folklore appear as their enemy?

It changed to blue color and directly disappeared into Virando’s palms. “I’ll be the only and ultimate king throughout the demons-realm! All people will kneel down under my feet, will lift up their heads to see me! I’m the only king throughout the demons-realm! King Richard Orlando Lie is the only king in this demons-realm! Hahaha... Hahaha...” King Richard Orlando went on shouting, screaming, yelling the meaningless words, clauses, and also sentences, within his own daydreaming and also imaginary world.

The trio then lands on their feet and approaches Leak. A crimson aura can be seen around his body and it seems to make him fly in the midair. It makes him look eerie not to mention the smoke that comes out from his nostrils. “You...” He said. ”BASTARD! (Seriously? Should I really censor this one too)” A gale blows heavily as he speaks. “What the hell is happening?” Alfi is getting agitated. “I AM LEAK, THE DEMON KING! KNEEL BEFORE ME, YOU INFERIOR BEINGS!” He exclaimed aloud.