Demon Gatekeeper の小説・ストーリー

They stood in the facade as the glimmering soft light intermittently revealed their ancient faces, scraggly bald heads and very long tousled and tangled beards. ‘Welcome Emre,’ they spoke subsequently after the other. ‘We have been expecting you’ they turned their backs and spoke no further as they went back into the hills. The way into the hill of the gallows was a round hole at the side of the hill, just a little bigger than that of a hearth. Worshippers and those who came to seek the knowledge of the gods crawled on their belly and found themselves in the dark endless space in the presence of the three guardians. No-one of them had beheld the Hades of this seoul but in fairness to it, no-

I listen for her squeeky bed and then when I hear it I immediately bolt for the front gate. I stumble around a few steps and then my hands rest on the cold gate in front of me. I pull and it instantly opens. There is something coating the bars that smells remarkeably like blood, but I don’t think about that for the moment and slam the gate behind me. I find the bar and jam it shut locking anyone else inside with the demon spawn. Then only then, do I open my eyes and find a cigarette inside my purse.

Belial was beside me, nerdy, small-framed, glasses fogged with excitement. "Paimon! You made it," Belial grinned. "Can’t wait to see what kind of game the Human Contractors play this year." Game? Oh fuck. The Game of Walpurgis. Every demon with a Contractor must offer them up to compete. Alice. That golden retriever with a pulse is going to be thrown into a gladiator pit of curses, monsters, and death. I can’t let her die—not like this. If someone else tortures her, her soul is lost to me.

She asked and I smirked "Don't you want to go to hell? " "Well.... the gate way to hell is through demon's blood, a demons blood can open the gate way to hell! "I explained simply not going any further Using the demons blood, I drew the sign of the luminatics A circle and a triangle in between I started chanting a spell that would open up the gate Soon, the sign was lighted up with fire and the ground beneath it, went down in flames opening the gateway to hell.....

Asher's Point Of View We were at the portal gates of the demons' realm. This was where the Kroma Conclave headquarters was. It was impossible to enter, only top-ranking demons had access to enter, aside from the Conclave. I slit my palm, pouring my blood on the black crystals, and instantly, a red glow appeared in the middle of the tall black pillars. A portal gateway. I turned to Cory and Andy, before stepping in. "Stay close," I ignored the deafening screams that echoed through the red mist that surrounded us in the portal. They belonged to demon souls from the fiery pit that had been banished there for committing heinous crimes.

He followed the trail, walking through bends and turns till he arrived at the black steel gates of a house. He banged on the gate with his fist and took a step back to wait. He waited and waited but there was no answer. His fist came on the gate to knock again... "What do you want?" A voice rang behind him. Grey turned towards the man, a smile under his hood like a predator finally sighting its prey. "You know what I want Hermes!" Grey said not sparing the harshness in his tone. "I don't have it!" The demon said griping a dagger with glossy black steel behind him. A middle aged man with pure black eyes that could tear through a soul.

We don’t talk, we don’t look, we keep our gazes on Rosa. I hear a rumble when Rosa raises her hand and produces a ball of light. She tosses it in her palm, catching it when she throws it and it hits a door and the doors open. The screams die down. As we enter the room. A huge, open roaring fire to the left. The Gate of Purgatory hums and the souls trapped on the gate moan and move like grey shadows. The Gate is massive. The size of the room. “Guardian, I call you forward.” Rosa’s voice booms as we all watch silently as she steps forward. The gate groans and rattles as a huge demon steps forward, dragging a sword behind him that leaves a trail of sparks behind it.

And there's the gate. It's massive, a tear in reality itself hanging in the air above the ritual altar. Through it, I see the demon realm—endless darkness filled with writhing shapes. Demons pressing against the barrier, trying to force their way through. Malphas stands before the gate, his corrupted form massive and terrible. Around him, a dozen possessed wolves guard the chamber. "Ah," Malphas's voice shakes the walls. "The strike team arrives. Right on schedule." On schedule. He was expecting us.

Although it was a gate, it resembled a mighty wall that could not be toppled. “Man, they really went all out,” Pazuzu chuckled and knocked his fingers against the door. He recognized the metal that was used to create this massive gate. It was a mineral that came from their world and it had a natural suppression against demons. While it wasn’t the strongest mineral that they knew of, it was the best for suppressing the Wind Demons. Even Pazuzu was helpless against this gate. He needed to open it normally, for it would be impossible to break through it. “Hmm…there must be a way to open this up. My people were never the type to do something without leaving a leeway for themselves.” Pazuzu mutte