Upper Two Demon Novels & Stories

Satan growled to the person. “Hahaha, being a king for a long time, your tail has grown long, Satan. But you can’t be me. I have a lot of Demons and Devils equally powerful as you, but I prefer you most, you know what I mean,” the voice dominated Satan in his realm. Over his body, lots of snakes were crawling, as well as his tail was longer than Satan’s. He had three heads.

It was dangerous. Under the scorching sun, three formidable demonic beings stood ominously in front of the ancient pack house, emanating an aura of malevolence. Each demon possessed a unique appearance, reflecting their individual nature and power. The first demon stood tall and imposing with ebony skin and fiery crimson eyes. His long, jagged horns protruded from his forehead, and he carried a wickedly serrated sword crafted from blackened bones. The second demon was shrouded in a cloak of swirling shadows, making it difficult to discern her true form. Her skeletal fingers clutched a slender, obsidian staff topped with a glowing, pulsating orb of ethereal energy. The final demon had a hulki

- There is no rule against it, it's not illegal, but it's also simple cheating, but it's in the demonic rules. – The demon said. That was it, there were two demons as old as Amasteus himself who lived between dimensions, one aera dimension, being friends with the other, even if they were kiss-ass. When talking to the green demon, at that hour, they were there watching from the box the reactions of Garrison and Zarbagos as they passed by the convention, almost ignoring Trigon himself.

Shane can't pin point what is what as everything from the inside seems chaotic. Dusts then fell from the top of gate. After that moment, the first freed demon has set its foot on the surface of the earth, followed by another and another and another. The low ranked demons are almost identical to apes except that they have horns and they are larger. Their dark color complimented their fiery redy eyes which are glowing into the darkness of the night. They are also carrying the weapons they prefer. Some of them wields dual swords and some aren't. Some of them holds axe and soke holds spears.

As the lower Demon extends his claws, he is suddenly screaming himself before he turns into a fiery smoke and disappears. However, before Yasmine can move and get to her feet, the lower Demon was replaced by an even bigger Demon. The general that was overseeing this section of the war could feel the increased pleasure of that one particular lower Demon and went to join the fun until he saw exactly who the lower Demon had in his claws.

SERIES NAME : Born By Power 2 SEQUEL NAME : Up rise Of Hell CHAPTER 3 : More Than Just A Voice As she saw herself on a wide spread concreted flat table mould with sigils drawn around it. Hands and legs both spread apart as she was chained to four corners of the red dark room. Clips instantly replaced one another as varieties were seen, having what seemed to be the bloody goat-man hybrid creatures representing a specific specie of demons. And just a complete human who performed some dark magical acts on her.

"If he refuses to touch us, then let him burn with jealousy." A demon is now standing before the twins. A lowly demon with long, thick horns on top of his head. They will only use him to get rid of their loneliness, and the demon is already sporting a large tent. They had no idea who he was nor did they care. It wasn't important.

"One stands guard at the entrance, while the other feasts upon the flesh of the unfortunate." Deacon absorbed the information, his mind racing with tactical calculations. "Demons possess an uncanny ability to multiply rapidly, my friend," he warned, his voice laced with caution. "However, I have devised a plan. I shall ascend to the roof of the house, unleashing my fiery breath to engulf it in flames, distracting one of the demons. Meanwhile, you will engage the other demon, aiming to sever its horn, even if capturing it proves elusive," he explained, his voice carrying a weight of strategic insight.

Dean smirked softly, amused to see the behavior of these two friends. "No life is as easy as our plan, Lord have their own plan," said Dean. "There is always plan B plan C until plan AA... like the column in excel, after Z there is AA..."' said Ariesta while shrugging. But Dean remains worried. These two friends try to play destiny. But he decided to keep his mouth shut, he was behind the scenes when they needed him, as usual. Now let them cool off their emotions. "Let's have breakfast?" invite Dean.

"What could that be? Amelia asked shivering. "The question is who could that be " Eric replied quiet unmoved by the gun shots. "It could be Derek, Samantos, Anna or anybody ". He took the fork and knife. He held the full chicken on one of the trays with the fork and cut it with the knife. He picked it with the knife into his mouth savoring every taste. "God please forgive me, holy Mart take control. Angel Micheal, son of God. I mean Angel Gabriel, the son of God, oh my fucking God, someone should just take control ". She was breathing heavily as she said the prayers.