The Another World Demon King's Successor Novels & Stories

“You will stand across from me.” We all move into position. Each of my Kings represent with life or death. Levi is the King of Demons, and thus the underworld, so he represents death at its purest form. While Remiel is the King of the Angels, representing life at its purest form. Lucern is a strong necromancer, so he also represents death, but on a lesser level than Levi.

Cali:- don't be sure about the king, he chose to play this game or not, even if doesn't choose and someone will game then after the death of the King he will become the next king, sorry I didn't know about the rule and I made up that time. demon:- so the king always stands in a privileged position, that is not fair. Cali:- tell me what are you going to do there, this time I want to know about your plan. demon:- you are asking the wrong person, I never share my plan, I just tell them their role and I have already told you your role, so play it well. Cali:- what is my role be your servant? demon:- your role is to stay by my side no matter what, the demon leaves her.

Chaska grinned slightly and approached the demon sitting on the couch next to my father. "Uncle Boyan, it's been ages since I've seen you," Chaska said happily and the attractive male smiled, his orange eyes twinkling as he accepted his nephew's hug in greeting. I noticed Grace watching the large demon. He was big and tall with large curling black horns and thick forked tail. His thick dark hair was full of waves. "Boyan is next in line for Drorzon's crown," my father informed Grace and I. I neared Grace and grinned.

he added, the son of the demon king stomping his wand, then disappeared from before them. Sometimes, things that should look evil, aren't necessarily evil. In fact, the figure nicknamed the devil has a very firm nature and is not angry. Because he was only created to be the heir to the throne of the demon king who will disappear. The age of the devil is only up to a hundred years, if it is a hundred years, he will be destroyed. Those who have a demon king lineage, have no name, they have only nicknamed the heir, king, and also the king's consort.

She had her butterfly mask on as she stood silently beside the Demon King. The two were clad in black attire and masks. If Carl didn't know them, he would've thought they were Bonnie and Clyde. "Demon King, who's this?" Carl glanced at Annabel with her butterfly mask before he looked at the Demon King. The Demon King had a small smile, looking like the Grim Reaper. "You don't need to know who she is, Mr. Walker. She just likes butterflies." The Demon King was indeed the Grim Reaper now because he held a switch that would determine Violet's fate.

" Evelyn thought back to the record in the book. The human magician had noted that demons were creatures of extreme emotion, with an overwhelming desire for exclusivity and greed. But in contrast, the demon before Evelyn seemed to have no desire, and didn't even care about the part of himself that had been taken from him. "Anyway," Evelyn blinked, "can you tell me about Irzey's four sons? I'd like to think long and hard about which one I should please, after all, I don't want to die yet." Baymont's voice was cold, "As a matter of fact, I don't think you are worthy to be chosen as the successor of either of them." "Too much, are you saying that His Majesty the Demon King's vision is bad? Be c

Or perhaps they chose not to. At night, alone in Elinor’s room, Lyria sat before the mirror. “You are Elinor,” she whispered. “You are Elinor Avelaine of Valmere.” Little by little… she began to believe it. ⸻ One afternoon, while taking tea with relatives, one of them tilted her head and said: “They say the Demon King has already chosen.” Silence fell like a shadow. “Chosen what?” Lyria asked carefully. “His future consort.”

She narrowed her eyes thoughtfully, and then her eyes popped. “Book of Dark Souls!” She exclaimed, her fork dropping from her hand. “Dad, don’t tell me the powerful man you….” “Yes.” I didn’t wait before I responded. “The demon king is a man. I would have kept it a secret, but you have already figured it out.” “What are you insinuating right now? That we work with those demonic creatures to destroy the vampires?! Dad, do you know how fatal this decision is?” She shouted, and my eyes peered around as I made a hushing sign to her.

My heart was beginning to beat hard against my chest as I fearfully awaited the completion of his sentence. "I only got a response from King Montero, and he's agreed to pair you with his second son, Hyde," his words hit me hard across the ear. Hyde? The name resounded horrifically through my head. The most ruthless being considered to ever walk the earth. He was called the Demon King. Everyone was terrified of him including his father, I could tell it was pretty much the reason he wanted to trap him into marriage. Suddenly, my painful rejection that had taken place a few minutes ago felt like a lightweight compared to the bomb that had just been dropped on me.

The place became silent almost immediately. I stared at him, wanting to hurt him for hurting my mother ever. “The first of his kind!” He growled. “Definitely the most powerful demon white Wolf we have had in the history of the world.” “Yeah!” They shouted in unison, making the grounds shake. “The Alpha King born under the Crimson Eclipse!” He growled. “All hail Tenebris, the White-Demon Alpha King!” He growled, and there was a roar to welcome me. It felt like the world listened to me at the moment.