The Descent Of The Demonic Novels & Stories

Wonder if I have any powers? *Ember* I run my hand over the books in my workroom searching for a specific one. "Ah ha." I grab a book with a dark crimson cover and gold lettering from the shelf. "Demons and Hell" is written across the cover. I grab some paper, my feather and my ink before I sit down on a chair. I open the book and start reading. "There are three classes of demons known to humankind. The classes are as follows: the lowest level are the Vermin Class followed by the Common Class and lastly are the Royalty Class.

Dmitri asked in stutter with his eyes wide open as he stared at the glowing water in front of them. Romero immediately mind-linked her wife and passed on the message of their discovery to the enchantress. “What would that supposed to mean?” Calliope asked the enchantress but Inessa was still staring at the moon. “Calliope…” she called out before turning to looked at the anxious woman behind her. “I think the moon goddess had descended,” she uttered with her eyes glowing softly. In Bulan, Agatha opened her eyes and turned to her daughter who was waiting for her to say something.

"I already cursed you not to be able to walk under the sun because of your betrayal... You'd live with it and so would your followers." Dracula stepped forward and gulped down the concoction that was made by the devil and he clutched his stomach, his eyes rolled skyward. "Yes!" The devil cackled. "It's working." Dracula fell on the ground and shivered before letting out a loud shout that shook the earth. A new demon was born! "All hail Azelbub!" They chanted, bowing down to the master. "Jonathan!" The devil exclaimed and a young man answered. "Step into the middle."

A dark, dangerous, beautiful god. I had to look away quickly and shut my eyes. This is unfair. Why do devils look this good? What was I saying? Even Lucifer was made out of precious stones. The Bible said so. Full of wisdom and perfect in beauty. Why? Why did evil have to look so tempting? He leaned back down and whispered in my ear. Something about Lucas. Something about not hesitating. I barely heard him. His breath was warm against my skin, his lips almost touching my earlobe, and my body was tense, every nerve ending firing at once.

Godric did not know what to do with the knowledge, but read on spellbound: “The figures of the night ruled over humanity. Only those with pious hearts and strong faith could resist them. But even against him, normal people had no chance. The demons feasted on the sin of men, especially he. His long, black hair, which reflected the darkness within him, his red eyes, which represented the blood of his victims, and his claws, which dug into the bodies of the innocent. Lucifer, the prince of the underworld. Its black wings spread over the world, enveloping it in darkness. Its blue hellfire devoured innocent souls. Humanity saw itself at the end and there were few survivors.

I hadn’t questioned their plans thoroughly enough and walked into them blind. “Our father’s grimoire mentions some of the things he learned from Morningstar. The Pit is the deepest part of the demon realm. Some higher level demons have abilities of their own. That could be how it neutralized your magic. How Denver managed to get his hands on a ritual like that, I’m not sure. Dark magic is highly corruptive. It clearly sank its claws into Denver and didn't let go.” Jude threaded his fingers through his already messy hair, “It’s a miracle you made it out of there.”

The troll-like abyss demons spoke in unison. “I feel like you all were just programmed to say that because I wasn’t cast away by anybody. I was stabbed and teleported here by a witch demon. Now get these chains off me before I lose my mind,” Derren yelled angrily. “You shall spend eternity here, paying for your misdeeds.” The Abyss demons repeated. As Derren struggled some more, he yelled loudly and angrily, then suddenly vanished in a puff of black smoke. The demons turned around to see the large chains on the ground.

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

"Goddess Descent!" *Boom*