Devil Sword Romane & Geschichten

I whisper in fear. Tsking, and biting his lip, he shakes his head. “Oh, no. Don’t think of it like that,” he says sweetly, his nefarious smile shifting to sweet and beautiful. “I’m just a fragment of dust of what you may term as the devil. So small and useless until I’m given instructions by my boss. In this case, Mr. Memphis, otherwise known as Devlin, and the water of power he pours to me in form of instructions, stirs my little particles into a pile of mud and I get my power from him. But for now, I’m nothing more than a human just like you and everyone else in your little world.”

“People call him Devil, no one is born Devil, Life it makes them Devil, No one see the Good in them, No one understand what made them Devil, No one understand every Bad has Good in it, People just need someone to blame for their misery He is both Sun and Moon; he would burn daily to give a better life to his loved one, he stand like a shield in front of them burning the evils around them, He glows not for him but to bring peace in their life, to erase the Darkness around them, He became Devil not for Power, not for blood, Hater is killed with Kindness, Darkness is defeated with Light, He's Devil fighting against all other Devil's safeguarding his loved ones taking all the Darkness inside him

Till he was just the breathing silhouette Sebastian had seen. Sebastian knows because he had felt the same. The day of Sarah’s death, he had felt a rage higher than a tower. He lost consciousness of every sense of morality that he had even pulled his gun scaring the kids that stood just where his daughter had left. He recalled the feeling of emptiness when he held lifeless Sarah on the ground, such that he had even wished a truce with the devil. If only it worked that way. So when Sebastian laid his eyes on the man, he knew exactly how he felt. A broken father.

With him being a DEVIL? . . . TBC

Diana was still in the white gown that she wore in the tower, but from her face to her body she had turned more towards the demonic side. Terrified, a few soldiers dropped their weapons and knelt. “Who did this…” Diana mumbled gruffly. “Why the hell did you stop your attacks, prince Devon?” Vidar said. “Finish them! End them here! Can’t you see? She is a demoness. The warmonger. The filthy blood that has brought destruction to this world. Kill them both!” Devon looked even more confused from Vidar’s comment, but he didn’t attack. “Fine! I will do this myself!” Vidar snatched the gun from Devon’s hand and incessantly shot at Diana, but Zephyr threw himself in the middle.

he lunges at me, his huge frame quick to block my path, while I do everything in my power to fight him off. "Get the fuck out of my way!" I push so hard at him, all the while trying to make sure the knife doesn't get through him instead of that desperate bitch. This is who I am; a predator who lives in anger, so lost in that unforgivable moment of rage that what makes me remotely human is lost and my hunger won't be quenched until my victim's blood taints my hands. "I didn't fuck her, you crazy woman!" he holds my shoulders, giving me a violent shake to awaken the humane part of me, "I didn't even touch her."

Then Julius takes that dagger and runs it from his stomach up to his chest as it fills him with so much rage. Finally, he uses the dagger and pierces the demon's right eye, forcing the creature to watch as he drags out the knife. But before he could do anything else, the devil elbows him in the stomach and shoves him back. Then, he pulls out his greatsword and starts swinging it at Julius as he defends himself with his weapon. They both clashed openly and did not take a single step back as they were trying to defeat one another. The swordsman and the mighty creature were valiant knights because of how much strength they all seemed to carry.

He stood up and walked to his friend who was thrusting inside her mercilessly and at this moment the woman had turned half unconscious from his torcher. The devil looked down at the woman's pitiful appearance and then praised his friend, "Good, now my turn." as he said that he turned into his real self and then started with his hand gesture he held the woman's body up in the air, she was shaking all over with blood on her abdomen. She half-opened her eyes, trying to keep her consciousness. "Do you know, you have killed my child?" He asked, seethed.

Because there was already a powerful five-clawed blood dragon coiled above Lucas' head. "I have a sword..." Lucas jumped up from the ground and flew into the air. He held up the Immemorial Dragon Sword in his hand and shouted, "A sword that should kill everyone under the heavens!" As his voice fell, the sword fell. As the Immemorial Dragon Sword fell, an extremely powerful sword light flew toward the hundreds of Gene Fighters of White Devil Cult below. Hundreds of Gene Fighters of the White Devil Cult saw such a powerful sword light coming, and their eyes widened.

The man informed to his boss right on the time. The man on the other side just let out a chuckle which didn't fail to give chills to the people beside him. It was scary, his laugh! It was more scary than a viper. No wonder they call him HADES!, The Devil. "Hmm, she's missing? Right when I'm finding her, Interesting! Very interesting!" his smirk widened as he leaned against his chair majestically after hanging up the phone. "Please, Spare me. I'm sorry I wouldn't try to spy on you again. I wouldn't even live in this country anymore. Please I beg you."