The Truth About Demons Novels & Stories

He said. True to his words as I read his mind, I found nothing that signified he’s bull shitting us. Of course, Leviathan was persistent. “How would we know you’re telling the truth?” the demon asked. “We are angels, lying goes against our morals.” The smallest of the three said, Ynoeil. “It’s true Lev, don’t scare them too much.” I said and flicked the demon’s forehead for being an idiot. They’re definitely not gonna talk with this. I tried. “Now, we need to know the charge’s name. Who is it?”

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.

asked Alice "Actually when catching demons or demons, there is no blood. However, there are demons that eat humans or want human life and souls. They purposely make fellow humans hate and kill each other. That's why there is blood in their work! " "Yeah, it's really difficult. When humans have been controlled by the killing intent, they don't hesitate to act like crazy psychopaths who wrestle with the human body!" "Yes, that's how humans are, if our faith is weak. It's impossible for us to beat the devil's temptation!" Xander replied

Ceremony, slap, abuse, blood. He wasn't a human. His demons didn't consume him as he himself was a demon. Remembering everything she again started feeling sick as she wanted to throw up. The restroom's door opened revealing Gareth all ready to go to office. Her eyes welled up as a new form of fear engulfed her senses. She wanted to stay away from that demon. "Feeling well?" He didn't even glance at her for once as he was wearing his wrist watch standing before the dresser. Ava didn't answer as if she stepped down from the bed she would collapse because of lack of strength. She wasn't feeling well.

They were not of the same and could not be mixed as one single thing. But now, most people had already regarded the two as one thing, especially ordinary people, who were full of hatred and fear for Demons. They thought that Demons were brutal, bloodthirsty, treacherous, and deceitful. In fact, they were not. Most Demons were very friendly, who also had feelings and hoped to coexist with human beings.

"I don't believe you or anything you just told me." "Whether you believe me or not, he is going to find out the truth soon and guess what he is going to do first? He will collect your power." "Lies, all of these are lies." "Don't tell me you are having a soft spot on him cause believe me when I tell you this, demons can't change, we will always remain what we are." "I don't have any soft spot for someone like him and never will."

I could picture him, standing in that house, his heart heavy with grief and guilt, trying to explain the unexplainable. But Lady Athena's response was calm and measured, her eyes holding a depth of ancient knowledge. "Silas, the demon doesn't need a physical form to exert its influence. It’s like a ghost. It's not like any ordinary creature. Hence, it does not leave a trace – no scent or footprint.” Lady Athena continued to explain, "The demon's influence is insidious. It feeds on fear, grief, and despair. It can manipulate emotions, twist perceptions. But it is not corporeal."

His breath hitched, and for a long moment, the night held them — two souls who had clawed their way through hell to find heaven in each other’s arms. And then he whispered, his voice low but sure: “Darkness. Demons. Damnation. That’s what I was made of once. which Tainted my Desires” “But I’ve learned something, Castelle… even tainted hearts can crave light. Even the damned can choose redemption.” Castelle’s eyes shimmered. “And the demons?” Kane smiled faintly, glancing down at their children sleeping soundly at her side. “The demons,” he said softly, “learned to bow to love.”

Seeing that Leon was still struggling to understand, Elian went on, “Understandably, you don’t get it. Your knowledge of demons is limited. You probably only think of them as creatures from hell, but who would have thought that demons could actually be all around us? Even those close to us might be demons. And some demons, you see, wear the mask of a human.” Leon was suddenly jolted, his mind racing back to his former stepmother and her son. Hadn’t they been just like that? "Then, as someone who has lived here for so long, can you tell me what a demon looks like in your eyes?" Leon asked, his voice carrying the weight of a question that had long troubled him. "You and Iris, you—it's like you

“You think demon’s don’t have souls.” He cocked his head. “Seeing what we are capable of, would you say otherwise?” As I chose my next words carefully, my fingers found their way into my hair. Sometimes the pulling wasn’t a conscious habit. If I were stressed, it just sort of happened. “No, I wouldn’t,” I agreed, tugging two strands free. “But there are different kinds of demons. My kind believes our Goddess pairs us with our perfect match—the missing half of our soul. She doesn’t make mistakes. The mate-bond wouldn’t have anything to attach to if you didn’t have a soul.”