Demon Samurai の小説・ストーリー

He watched as his fellow warriors were been slaughtered and innocent souls leaking in the air. 'He is a demon then why is he weak? 'Why don't he posses other powers apart from reading minds.' Thinking about that a smile crawled into his head and his heart litted. "Special..We are been ambushed! I need you here." He whispered in his head.

Terlihat Langit terlelap. "Baiklah." Aku menutup panggilan video. "Pak Pram datang, Mbak Kara," ujar Dora. Aku mendongak, dari kaca jendela butik aku melihat Pram turun dari taksi. Dia menyandang tas gitar pada bahu. Memakai kemeja merah maroon dan celana jeans biru tua. Seperti biasa--jika tidak bekerja--penampilan Pram jauh dari kata rapi jali. Kali ini rambutnya di kucir separuh, jam tangan dan dua gelang warna hitam ditangan kanan.

"Dia iblis! dia yang menurunkan semua meteor itu!" Mata biru Masashi menatap jahat ke orang laki-laki yang masih hidup itu, ia tidak suka ketika ibunya dihina seperti itu. Tanpa peduli dengan orang itu, ia angkat tubuh letih ibunya ke dalam rangkulannya, ia terkejut saat menyadari bahwa ibunya telanjang. Karena cahaya yang memutari tubuh ibunya terlalu terang, ia sampai tak sadar kalau ibunya telanjang. Tanpa perlu tahu apa yang terjadi, Masashi langsung mengeluarkan satu ekor rubahnya, mata Masashi menjadi merah darah kemudian ekornya menusuk jantung pria itu. Dia mati.

Lelaki itu pun menjawab dengan gelengan kepala. "Aku juga enggak tau, Mas. Kalau nyamuk terlalu banyak." "Hemmm ...." Lantas dia memerhatikan sedikit ke atas. Tepat pada pedang samurai yang mempunyai gagang berwarna hitam. Dengan ukiran teratai di beberapa bagian warangkanya. Yang juga berwarna hitam. Pandangan matanya tertuju pada bagian bawah pedang samurai. Seperti ada noda merah yang sama, seperti pada cermin. Satriyo pun menunjuk ke arah yang sama.

Just as they were talking about Girruinas, they heard a loud bang on the door as it seemed like someone was trying to get in. “Who’s there??” Damian asked but there was no response, Juliette was scared and stood behind Damian for protection. “Open up Damian, it's Sam. I really need your help I have no one to pair up with and this soul sucking demon is close to the Bee Hive dormitory, please help me” Sam said in a pleading voice. “Let’s help him Damian” Juliette said looking very scared that Girriunas will catch up with him. “Fine” Damian said and opened the door for Sam to come in only to see the demon standing behind him waiting for Damian to have a single thought of wanting Sam dead.

“Only until they have forgiven themselves. Suicide is no sin, Fianna. It is a tragedy, truly, but the depths of despair a person are in to commit the act are punishment enough.” We walked in silence as I absorbed my surroundings, glad of the colombina mask I wore that disguised my appearance. We rounded a corner, entering the heart of a grove. A bare-chested demon in harem pants with skin black as night bowed to Samael, his skin studded with a silver dusting of ridges and tattoos. Deer antlers crested his head, woven with red cloth and silver bells that sounded as he rose. Samael gave a cursory nod. “Dantalion. Is the hearse ready?”