The Doomslayer Novels & Stories

“Ahhh—” A piercing scream echoed through the area. Arthur was thrown away like a leaf, crashing heavily into a small mountain behind him and getting embedded in it. He seemed like he was nailed to it. Crash... At the same time, the small mountain he crashed into collapsed slightly. Various debris and dust filled the air. The impact was powerful. The Doom Cannon truly deserved its reputation as a technique capable of destroying the world. It was even capable of blasting open the gates of Hell, so it proved to be overwhelmingly effective.

His mouth opens, closes again, but no sound comes out. I turn away. “Go back to your Luna, Kael. You chose your crown; keep it.” I walk toward the lounge. The air shifts as I near the window. The tall man there finally turns around. His eyes catch the light — a strange, stormy gray. A faint smile curves his lips, not warm, not cold. “Alpha Doom,” I say quietly. He inclines his head. “Luna Elara.” Kael stiffens behind me. Doom’s gaze slides past him, back to me. “I’ve been waiting.”

Their cries became louder as the werewolf guards began to shape shift. "Please don't hurt them! Please!! I'd do anything you want me to do!!" Jasmine pleaded to Alpha Ray and anyone who had an ear that was above her in status at the moment. She needed help. The most qualified individuals of Goku survivors were about to be massacred ruthlessly! He smirked at her helplessness. Where was all her smartness and running mouth now? Jasmine shivered in shock as the monsters tore out each individual before ripping their hearts out of their chest. Blood flowed in the palace of the Alpha King and each guard delivered their piece of muscular flesh that was turning dull in colour each passing second.

“I’m glad to hear that. What information do you have for me?” “The leader of the Slayers is using wolves as their vessels. I also believe it was the leader or one of the vessels that burned down the hospital and committed all those crimes. I want to go find the Slayers and take care of the leader as soon as possible. But finding the Slayer hideout might be difficult if it’s hidden like this,” I explained. Theo thought about it for a moment. “Maybe not as hard as you think. What do you know about these vessels?” Theo asked, staring between the two of us.

“Do you know which group of Slayers made the deal with the fire demon? They could only be fire-wielding Slayers, right?” “That’s what I thought as well. The stories aren’t very clear on this.” “Could it be Tamerlane’s group?” Aki finally said the unmentionable. No particular Slayer had been held accountable for the death of her father, but on the day of the attack, the leader of the raiders wore the red o-yōroi armor whose lacing and crest were associated with Tamerlane. Temujin looked her straight in the eye. “That’s impossible. That would mean Tamerlane has somehow achieved immortality. If we believe all the stories, that guy has died more times than a cat’s got lives. If that was true, he

“Whatever-the-fuck. Anyway, I been watchin’ from here almost every night since then and he’s always gone real late on Wednesday nights. I’m goin’ in there and I’m bustin’ inta that stone chest . . . ” He reached behind him, unzipped his backpack and pulled out a short-handled, hand-held sledgehammer. He hefted it, like he was Thor and it was Mjölnir. “I’m bustin’ in there and gettin’ that box and I’m crushin’ all those tiles to fuckin’ powder. I dunno how I know it, but I do. Dad’s soul is trapped in them things, and I’m gonna let it out.”

Her ocean-blue eyes have depths of innocence in them, and it seemed as though an inevitable gravity was dragging me in to explore those vast sets of orbs. I was so distracted by how the doll's elegance had held me chained up that I did not even notice the entrance to the villa slamming completely shut until I realized it. I stumbled through it, but I was completely blown shocked when I started hearing a melodic line being hummed ominously from behind my back, causing my head to instinctively flip toward its direction. My mouth dropped open, and my eyes widened in sheer terror, and my body started to shrivel up in fear and panic, as my heart pummeled vociferously. I was screaming with tears i

The air shifted, thickening with a swirling purple haze. Toxic fumes wafted through the arena, burning my lungs and forcing a cough out of me despite my attempts to hold my breath. “Found you!” Virgo laughed. We staggered backward, trying to distance ourselves from the pools and the suffocating fog. And there it was, the toxic fumes, now Virgo had me in her grip. “You wear a blade like it’s divine justice. But justice demands purity. And you, Manolya, are filthy with blood. When you killed her, it only stained you deeper. You’ve already damned yourself.”

I was still wearing my tactical training gear as I'd only just stepped off an armored vehicle patrolling the walls. Lasagna was an old dog now, but she still followed me around with boundless, excitable energy. Survivors passing by would all stop to greet me politely, their eyes filled with awe. "Is today's cleanup mission complete?" I asked the Boss, Mauro Casu, who was standing next to me. "Yes, Principessa. The horde of zombies in the west of the city have been repelled, and we're currently cleaning up the battlefield." Mauro then opened his mouth to speak again, but he suddenly thought of something and hesitated.

"Want to tell me what happened in there? It seems you understand what he was talking about?" "He is fucked in the head." "Kael, I am serious." Kael wipes his lips before he steps closer and watches me at arms length. "Doomsblood is coming for us all. He discriminates every living being, a reckoning force that kills all that breathes. For the twins to be here, it means Hunters and their witches must have been wiped out. I fear we are the last living supernatural beings in this realm." "What do you mean by us?"