Videl Satan Novels & Stories

“Which brings me to another question, Ildara, what is vingsai? How can the obedience move to me?” “Who else could it have been if it wasn't for the Emperor who ordered them to?” Ildara giggled when Venus blinked as if she just remembered. “Vingsai—like that one—” Ildara twitched her chin in the direction of the rotten man, “—is a dead man who used to be evil and has been re-created by the anger gathered on the First Earth.” Venus frowned. “What does this have to do with the First Earth?” Ildara leaned forward. “Every dimension on Earth is always related, Venus. Where do you think the spirits came from on the First Earth? Or creatures called banaspati? The volt-man might have come from the Fi

Videl.. "Take her," Atticus commanded, his hand sweeping toward the dark, yawning threshold of the sub-levels. "To the Sanctum of the Blood Moon. She will be the ultimate sacrifice to the god of the abyss on the night of the looming Eclipse. Let her rot in the suffocating dark until the stars align. I want her to have plenty of time to reflect on her failures."

Cold sweats started to form on my forehead not because of the temperature of the surrounding but because of the agony within me. According to legends, Satanel was the name given to the demon that wrecked havoc in the paradise made by gods while there was a meeting in the Divine Council held at the Sky Palace. He annihilated half of the god realm that led to the downfall and demise of some angels and minor deities. He was the opposite force of creation: destruction. Moreover, those who survived his attack submitted to him and joined his legion, resulting to a great loss in the side of the gods. My train of thoughts were cut off when the announcer’s voice echoed in the whole area.

His face was… unreal. Angular, pale and eyes like blood. Black hair drawn back into a braid that coiled like a snake down his back. His full lips giving a faint smile. He looked at us like we were prey he hadn’t yet decided on devouring. Ezekiel stiffened beside me. “Elio,” he said, a little too loud for our supernatural ears. “Bow. That is Vasska. Lord of Sanghana. Second son of the Eternal House.” Isolde nearly curtsied herself into a frontflip.