Underground King Tokyo Ghoul Novels & Stories

With a sudden, shift, my soldiers and I readied our stance as the approach of our King sounded. Nicolai James Mosrodic. The self-proclaimed King of the Underworld, Infera. Our city. Our prison. After all the time I had spent here, you would think I would be used to it by now. But no, the mere sound of its name, the very essence of its existence lived to stab me repeatedly, incessant and cruel.

I bite my nails, fidgeting. "But I have to warm Auren somehow," my eyes keep looking around for the best means to get out of my hiding spot without that mean guy noticing me. "Swing into action, guys. Once we finish him off, I would have my place back as the king of the underworld," his eyes widen unnaturally, his lips breaking out in an eerie grin. "So he's the king of the underworld. No wonder so many people are after him," I hiss, still thinking of a way to get out my spot without the man noticing me.

Of course, she also had no idea that Kendall had already left the Ghost World. "Yes, Your Majesty!" all the captains shouted in unison. Meanwhile, at the entrance to the depths of the Underworld, the number of guards had doubled after Ileana issued the order to seal the entire city. The security inside and outside of the city was impeachable. Suddenly, a powerful aura came from the distance, and a figure flashed by like lightning and infiltrated the Underworld. The figure arrived at the entrance to the depths of the Underworld. It was Skylar, albeit the ugly and old version of him.

Yuki said while glancing across everyone. “What could be underground?” Lawen asked. “Well, there’s the scorpions but those things wouldn’t be able to screech like that. That screech was fear inducing, similar to what the tamsarah did to you, Matthew.” Yuki looked at him for a moment. “Low class monsters like those scorpions are not able to cause such an event.” “So what exactly caused that?” Lawen asked further. Yuki paused for a moment. “Ever heard of the Sand King?”

“Great! Thank you. Please tell us now where we can find him.” Marcus asked. Greg looked at his escorts and told them to wait for him in his room, and the ladies followed his instructions. “He said,” the old man said as he led the way to his office. They arrived in the office, and Greg ordered his men to give his guests some drinks. “So, what do you know about King Cobra?”Ethan asked. “Well, after you left the underground world, there were two leaders who ruled the underground world. First was Lucia, and the second was King Cobra.” Greg started.

We nodded back at them as we started to wall through the door. One of them reached to stop Christopher and I caught his hands before he could touch him. "let's not do that now. He's mine," I instructed, and they both nodded, letting him pass. We walked down the flight of stairs that led to an underground private blood club. We got to another door. It was more grand than the other one. It was an 1880s castle door. Andre punched in the codes and reached to open the door. "Are you ready, sunshine?" I turned to Christopher and cupped his face asking.

The ghoul asked. "Tell them the Demon Princess Elisia, youngest daughter of the former Demon King Asmodeus wished to speak with her brother." Zena answered. "Okay. Connecting you to Altum." Altum—the deepest pit of the Underworld. The ninth layer of Acheron where the Demon King and the Queen lived during their reign. It was protected and guarded by the king itself. Now, the deepest layer was ruled by Zuriel, the strongest demon and the current Demon King of the Underworld.

He looked directly at Emily. "Now you're going to see it." The palace doors exploded outward. Darkness poured into the courtyard. It wasn't smoke. It wasn't magic. It was alive. It crawled across the walls. Across the ground. Up the towers. Then two enormous eyes opened inside it. Emily froze. "No." Kael grabbed her hand. "What is it?" Emily whispered: "The thing beneath the world." The man smiled. "The First King." The creature emerged. It was so enormous that its head nearly touched the ceiling of the underground realm.

“Ever.” Katrina nodded. “She won’t.” Papà looked around the room. “Then it’s decided. Letta goes to Russia.” Roc let out a shaky breath, relief and grief tangled together. Before anyone could say more, Wolf’s phone buzzed sharply. He looked down. His eyes widened. “Ghost has the images,” he said. “And you’re gonna want to see this.” The room shifted. The hunt was back on.

“Please ignore my brother. He’s not serious.” Galileo licked his lips. “I most definitely am serious. I’m man enough to recognize that an empire can be run with both a King and a Queen. You and me, I think we could rule the underworld in a way that would make enough money for us to rule the world, and to clean it up a bit.” “There’s nothing clean about this world,” I told him, “And you need to quite trying to seduce me. I don’t want power. I want safety.”