Novel & Cerita The Demon Of Boredom

“First, she's not a demon that I need. The people who called her up should handle it on their own. Second, I'm the demon general. Do you think a demon like me needs humanity?” Roxanne felt that she could not refute Egan, so she kept quiet and looked at him with hateful eyes. The drawing of the demon eye suddenly emitted a red light. It wanted to suck Roxanne's soul into the painting. After that, Mrs. Dieter would take Roxanne's body and come back to life.

And if all you see is a world of grey, it's only a matter of time until you become brain dead. Your mind first tries to play these frivolous games, like find a shape in the sky, or see how many words you know, or make up new words. But after each new game, you become more and more bored, like a wasted toy that's lost its allure from when you first opened it. And then you sink into the grey, grey stupor that I'm in right now. I sigh and curl up even more in my seat. I left the city because of the hustle and bustle of life was unbearable. Not to mention noisy.

"I thought that if I could summon a Greater Demon and kill it with evidence to present to the Caucus, they'd let me be a part of their world and finally accept that I also had something special in me. I admit my plan was way over the top. I was a desperate, stupid eighteen-year old. "Perhaps a Raum or Dragonid demon I might have had luck killing, but summoning a Greater Demon, a demon that had existed before the birth of Hunters, infact a child of Lilith and Lucifer, was unthinkable among Hunters, but I was so desperate to prove a point to the Caucus, my mom, and Hunters at large, that one faithful night when my mother was out, I stole a couple of her spellbooks, a box of chalk and a Celesti

Author's POV Demon was working at his cabin when he heard a knock on the door. "Come in," Demon said and his assistant entered his cabin being scared. Demon kept working without looking at the person because he has known it was his assistant and he will speak up by himself. But, when he didn't say anything. Demon looked up at him and spoke up "If you have come here unnecessarily then it will be bad for you"

The next day I woke up, I am now the fiance of the Demon Duke in the Kingdom of Franche-Comte, a kingdom that believes in religion, however, it has a Demon Lord living among its people, Duke of Dubois Castle, or known as Lemon. He holds my hand tight and trails kisses to my pulse, ever since I have known that this man is a Demon who saved my life with the contract of fulfilling his desire, he frequents my room almost every night. “It is not money, and not my title as the countess, also you said that it is not my soul, what is it that you desire Duke?” he paused and those jewel red eyes looked at me intently, he climbed onto my bed and even closed the distance between us. I could feel the war

That the Demonics' greatest gift or maybe favorite hobby, was to turn people insane. One touch… one swipe of a hand, and they made sanity disperse. Turning thoughts into nightmares and delusions. Daymares and horrors. Their deepest fears surround them until the only way out is for someone to take their own life. Haunting them and turning their reality into hell on earth. A twisted game that they would sit back and savor as their victim twisted themselves into oblivion and misery. It makes me shudder to think he has that ability too, and it sounds like he's used it before.

Chains clinked faintly with the movement of the bound, ashen-light spilling across the stone floors. The demon sat chained In a dim cell, binding spell bit into her skin in faint, pulsing arcs. Her eyes lifted. “I hope you rested well,” Asher said, every word dripping mockery. The demon said nothing. Not a word. Her glare alone could slice stone. “You should tell me where you came from,” he said. “And why you thought my kingdom was a feeding ground.” Silence. “Stealing souls in my domain… that doesn’t go unseen,” he added.

Another 20 minutes later, he asked again, "How about now?" "No!" After yet another 20 minutes, he carefully placed his palm on my stomach. Before he could ask, I said, "I need to rest until tomorrow night! Ask me again and I'll kill myself!" Raven withdrew his hand, looking thoroughly dejected. "Humans are so fragile." A little demon who had just gotten his first taste would not give up so easily. Though he stopped using his hands, his tail kept busy. I could not lie next to him anymore. I stood up, planning to take a shower.

I stared at him while waiting for an answer. “It’s a Demon’s symbol.” My eyes furrowed at what he said. I stared at his eyes but he seems serious! But what? Demon’s symbol? I don’t understand. “D-Demon?” I stammered. He nodded and looked away. He’s now back on staring at the glass wall. I shook my head in disagreement. “Are you kidding me? There’s no such thing about Demons! I am finding the murderer and-“ “It’s always been the Demon’s fault, Majesty. They are just using the people to do bad things but it’s always been their idea to hurt and kill someone.” He said while staring at the glass wall. I am even more confuse now.

"I'm just bored, I guess." "Hmm, because you're a demon succubus and you have an endless appetite for other beings?" the male sorcerer smirked while he kept on busying himself with his writings. Books were spread out in front of him, the demon looked more like a human librarian than a demon sorcerer. My mind trails back to the memory of when I travel between realms and visit the lonely librarian then fuck his brain's out, who knew the quirky man had so much sexual urges. "And now, you're looking at me with that look," he paused and put his quill down. "Do I remind you of someone?"