The Demon Accords Novels & Stories

she cautioned and Vada quickly bow her head in apology “Because of the war that took place twenty thousand years ago, Samael has been in suffering and pains trying to find a cure, now that he found cure in this human, I should support his decision” she explained “Do you think a human could replace me? I’m the demoness of Vision” Vada nodded her head in support of her words and together they turn to the hall to watch more before returning back to the forest.

“Why are you suddenly changed like that? You are not going to trick me again! I've learned the lesson!” “I am not acting, my lady,” says Rex, shivering so suddenly that made her throw a dirty stare. “I apologize. You see, that demon lover of yours gave us a chance to better our lives or he will end it. Demons are really scary, my dear. You better not anger him!” “He let you all go?” she asked, blinking in disbelief. Honestly, she actually thought he had killed them all like how he killed that demon at Press. “Yes, he did. But he gifted us with warnings, of course!”

Lyon, knowing how the story goes in normal books, seems to blissfully listen as the professor explains the knowledge he has. According to the books taught in school, there was once a human who threw his humanity away to make a deal with the devil. The deal was that the human would be capable of using magic but in exchange he was tasked to collect 5000 pure souls, the human obliged with the devils request. He was then later known to be the Demon Lord Abaddon, who laid waste on those who stood against him. The story in the normal academic textbooks about the History of Magic was contradicting every paragraph as to why professors tend to bend the story a little to their amusement.

He commented. "I know and I want to kill each one of them." I said with a depressed voice. "I know what happened to you before you were saved by the Godfather. Demons are pesky and need to be eliminated. I wondered how many of them had reproduced with humans. I have heard from a source that they are preparing an army of demons and wanted to start a war against us." Azeal whispered to me. "Are you sure?" I was shocked but concealed my emotion and kept waving at the villagers.

But the air between us turned heavy. “I don’t want you talking to other demons,” he said, voice low and controlled. I frowned. “Excuse me?” “I don’t like it,” he continued. “You’re mine.” “You make it sound like I’m property.” “You made a deal. That comes with consequences.” I crossed my arms. “Nothing’s changed since that deal. You haven’t done anything. So forgive me if I’m not loyal to an invisible sugar daddy from hell.” He inhaled sharply, jaw tightening.

In which he wore a series of necklaces, between a staff, he was called Hezekiah, a great devil each of them, around him among the retinue, was a mediator and representative of the devils in the alliance. There among the fearful, who were afraid of being killed, if they didn't accept or run into Tsuki, being pulled away by Ezequias and Jasmine, who seemed to be having fun with such crying. - The agreement was that Tsuki in addition to being the avatar of the ruin, will have to pass and be introduced to have as teachers and a marriage between both demonic forces, sidereal, agreeing with Kurayami, a marriage of firming alliance between the demons between the succubae, the incubi, who were repre

“Do you want the blood of eight people, fresh and warm?” Ak-kvir considered my words for a moment. “Yes.” “Get me to them, and I’ll grant you their bodies and their blood.” “What about their souls?” “I can always summon another,” I hinted. The demon growled, clearly unhappy. “I will get you there, all r-r-right. Bodies and blood are mine?” “Yes. A necromancer’s word.” “Climb up.” I laughed at his inanity. “Should I take a whip? An oath, you beast!”

demon:- I can not see sad people if other are sad, and I can not live suffocating for other happiness, so I prioritise what is good for me and my people, even if it means killing someone fraud someone, and even if mean to say silence or get suffered, I do anything good or bad, for me, not for god, not to show someone, not for making a good image in front of me, I do what is good for me and my people. name:- At first I think like that, but then when he took everything, I began to think it was because of my past karma so I suffered for god, no I want to have a good image in front of god, that was my mistake. demon:- if we work for others or god then where are we in it, then we nothing but hypo

“Too bad. I guess our little master can do my work for me then. Ha ha! I guess having a pact with a human isn’t so bad. We have a powerful underling to do our work for us.” “Mammon, that’s not how—” “What did you say?” I interrupted Leviathan and moved before him so I could speak with Mammon better. “An underling? I may not know much about pacts, but I do know that the demons are placed under the wing of the human that they tie a pact with. Therefore, it is YOU who is my underling.” “Excuse me.” Belphegor suddenly interrupts my outburst. “As much as I love seeing you roast Mammon on his standing, I would like to point out that the demon of our interest ran.”

This was where the demon would attempt its final ascension, seizing complete control over Alex's body and soul. Without wasting a moment, Mia and Heartman began the ancient chants, their voices harmonizing with an ethereal resonance that filled the chamber. The words reverberated through the air, a powerful incantation designed to weaken the demon's grip and dismantle the altar. But just as the chants reached a crescendo, the ground beneath them began to tremble. The stone floor cracked open, and Alex emerged, flanked by his loyal followers who had been twisted and corrupted by the demon's influence. Their eyes glowed with a sinister crimson light, and the air crackled with malevolent energy