Temari Ball Demon Slayer Novels & Stories

The templar raised his hand, and something big, round, and shiny flashed there. “Tahharn!” Pain pierced my body, tying it in knots, overwhelming me, making my eyes pop in agony. If I were human, I wouldn’t have been able to even think. Yet, my demonic part quickly helped me get to my feet. I couldn’t change shape, it was too painful, yet... The templars were standing in a circle, surrounding the bed, Liana was sobbing behind their backs. Oh, I will get you, just you wait, you traitorous bitch!

According to her father’s butler, the goblin Gukasho, the more she used her demonic powers, the more the familiar would change to its final form. Clad in her black-colored How to Tame Your Dragon pajamas, Cent stared at her familiar’s egg. Anxiety deprived her of sleep. The very thought of showing this egg in front of her class in History of Demonic Arts and in front of that professor, Demon Lord Asmodeus, made her anxiety triple.

My fist glows and I uppercut her. Fist of the shard: Railgun. She shoots into the air, and I follow suit. She stops mid-air and hurls back downward. I can sense a black miasma around her now. A huge black hand appears beside her and shoots towards me. I slash it in half, but it reforms into ropes and bind me. A purple sigil is in front of her now and I watch as she passes through it, totally transforming. Clad in black armour, and brandishing a huge blade, I recognize the familiar demon magic. “Possession”, I say as she fires a blast of hellfire at me. My dome blocks the fire, but not for long. I tear off the binds and release my second shard level. I dodge the burst of flames and fly at her

There was a loud howl from the dark fog as if the territorial demon was scalded painfully. Its vicious red eyes glowed maliciously, it angrily howled as everything in its territory was suddenly uprooted and joined the torrential wind it created. The church, dormitory, the playground all spun like a hurricane. It was approaching Sir Benjamin in rapid speed! Anyone that would be caught by this hurricane would undoubtedly die. However, Sir Benjamin just smirked. He spun his umbrella, making the brilliant light from it become more blinding. Thus the light expands wider. To defeat the territorial demon, it doesn't need dozens of grim reapers, or massive strength. Territorial demons were composed

She turns my face slightly toward the lamp. “The question to ask is ‘by what?’ and the answer is a demon.” She gasps. “A demon?” “Let me guess, sickly grey scales, nearly seven feet tall, massive, serpentine tail, golden eyes with vertical irises.” Kaeden chips in. I blink, taken aback. “Yes. How did you know? He turns to Myra. “A Lamashtu.” “Is that what Scyla is? A Lamashtu?”

Serene seems to get upset as well. "I'm sure he has an explanation for you. You cannot deny he loves you. From what Serene tells me, your fates have been entwined since the beginning of time. Give him time to explain. Meanwhile, take this." She hands me a ball with silver powder inside of it. "What is this" I asked her. "I created this to help you learn to control your energy. You must keep this ball with you until you learn to control your aura and bloodlust. Whenever your aura turns red, the ball will activate. The powder will drain your red and turn your aura back to white again."

The golden arc bolted towards the demon, aimed vertically. The demon countered the incoming attack with one swing of his Frostcalibur, but the arc did not break too easily. The cold wind blew harder and faster, circling the demon, as he was still blocking the arc. Kael flicked his fingers. “Emittam Furrorem!” The golden arc compressed into a tiny sphere before it burst out into explosion, shaking the entire tower. But then, the expanding explosion stopped all of a sudden. Kael stormed his eyebrows as the bursting flames compressed back into its place. Then he realized the explosion was being absorbed by a black sphere on Lucas’ palm.

“It’s my fault.” “No, it’s not his fault,” Theia countered. “I can explain, Alpha.” Jeong stepped forward. “Amelia, Theia, and Ren just arrived and Emil called Ren Uzui.” “Uzui?” There was a frown on Ryden’s forehead. “Tengen Uzui, one of the characters in Demons Slayer. He’s a white-haired guy, a powerful fighter but has lost a hand and eye.” “And?” “Emil thinks Ren dyed his hair to look cool,” Jeong added. “And he also said that Amelia isn’t a pack member anymore.”

The demon hissed at her, but she simply laughed, flicking a hand through her bright blue hair. She stared at them, transfixed. Surrounded by their familiars they sat in lawn chairs, drinking beer as if watching a soccer game. Each one had brightly colored hair in various styles. One girl had a white rabbit resting on her shoulder, another a small red dragon curled up around her feet.

“I have something that will keep you safe.“, he said with a grin. “What is it?“, She asked as he lifted a ball and held it out to her. Her tiny hands held it like it was a sacred item. He smiled. “It is a Horshi-no-tama, my dear.“, he stated. “What’s that?“, She asked as she looked up into his eyes. She was taken back for a moment as she realized they were yellow like a golden coin. “It is a ball that belongs to a kitsune. They guard them and when a human finds it the kitsune has to help that human.“, he said.