Narrator POVJoe hit the ground with a thud. He opened his eyes slowly, wondering what the hell was happening while he was asleep."You were supposed to be up by dawn", a masked lady said over his body.Joe stood up, holding his head from the pain."Who are you?", he asked, getting up and dusting off his clothes. "Wait, who changed my clothes?", he asked, looking around. They were deep in the A****n Forest."I did", she said, pulling out a sword from it's sheath."Wait. What I'm I doing here?", he asked, taking a few steps backward."Master Damien said you were going to start your advanced swordmanship training today. You didn't show up and I had to use summoning magic to summon your body here", she explained, pointing her sword at him."I don't have a...". He stopped himself. There was a sword in his hands."This is crazy", he muttered."Welcome to Burangar, Joe Robinson", she said with a smile.Luther's ResidenceHe got out of the taxi. He told him to keep the change, not because of
Joe threw the book away.Nonsense. The author of this book was out of his mind.Take a thousand years to master? He needed to be more powerful a thousand years ago!He sighed and looked up at Master Damien, who was also reading a book in his hands. The large book closed with force."You still haven't picked yet", Master Damien said. The Master was getting impatient."And it's almost dawn". The thought of being beat up again in training weakened Joe's resolve. "Why did you pick me?", Joe adked"You're a demon. And you need me, so you wouldn't go around causing havoc. And I'm starting to see that you're not even a threat"."Do you have to put me down every chance you get?" He didn't get an answer. He looked at Master Damien. "Give me a sword", he ordered. "Suicide?" "No, I'm going to defeat her", he said. Emily's POVI sighed again. For like the hundredth time. Joe wasn't picking up. I would have wished to be with him right now, than be in this dammed countryside.I looked at my p
Joe's POVI burst into Master Damien's room. Four of them were having a meeting of sorts. I looked around the room. Did Master Damien renovate?"I did it. I...", I stopped, realizing that I was somewhere else instead."I thought I taught you to knock three times", Master Damien sighed."He obviously didn't learn. Eida, Damien is that what you teach your students here?", a woman asked."I'm sure he hasn't seen his first demon tooth yet", another man said.I looked from Master Damien to my teacher. So her name was Eida. I didn't care to ask.I bowed before the four of them. "I'm sorry. I was just over excited about completing a training session"."Training? What have you been using the last century for?", the man scoffed."Pardon him, Master. He'll leave now", Eida apologized."No. Let him stay. They were already leaving", Master Damien said. They wanted to protest, so Master Damien clicked his fingers and they disappeared.I looked at Eida. I dreamwalked", I said."Or you sleepwalked",
Avilon raged through the city. The streets were burning. There were dead bodies, and the highway was now blocked because he had flipped an ambulance upside down. Someone dared to stop his rampage."Hello" , Master Damien said with a smile.Avilon punched him away. He landed on the floor, looking up at Eida."I told you talking doesn't always walk", she smiled."Stand down", she said ,drawing her sword."I think I'll take it from here", a familiar vohce said from behind her.She turned to Niklassa Stone."What are you doing here?", she asked."I should be one asking that", Niklassa replied."He's a demon. He's mine". "He's a demon. And we're way past ownership. He's already wrecked havoc".Avilon rushed at the two of them. They rolled out of his way."Whoever lands the first hit, gets to keep him", Eida challenged.Niklassa smirked."Game on".Just as both of them took the first step, they both froze in position.Another demon walked his way through the chaos. They could see , but th
"Avilon"."It's Luther"."Water?""From a river? No".He looked at the snake and the master."I don't even know your names", he said."Call me Daddy", the older man joked."Slytheria", she said."They could have taken you and I wouldn't have noticed.", he said standing up."Where are we going to go?", Luther asked. He'd just lost everything. His life, his job, Emily, his neighbor. And now Demons were after him.And he took it all away. He did this to himself. All because he accepted to house this demon in his house. He turned to them. The snake girl had become visible. "We need to go", Luther said.The old man hadn't said anything. Slytheria turned to her master. "It's your fault". Luther scoffed. "My fault? You awakened the demon in me. You weren't expecting things to go out of control?!" "Avilon", Slytheria called."You want Magesh. Go get him yourself", Luther said, going away."The Hunters are out there looking for you. The police too".Luther froze in his tracks."We'll g
"You try to get up one more time, you're dead", Eida said.He still sat up anyway."Everything is going to be alright. Dietri is still leading the Academy, and the Masters are going for the summit"."I don't trust them"."You gave them safe haven. It's time they pay you back"."How's Joe?""He's back to his life"."I failed him", he said sadly."You didn't. I told to stop using The Reaper transformation. It's been eating up your body"."He was there that night"."That demon?""Suna. He's been revived. If I don't stop him, he's going to start another war"."We'll do out best to call a truce at the summit with the Demon Hunters", she promised.The Land of FireDamien's POVThree thousand years ago I ran down the streets. The guards were chasing me as usual. Not because I was a thief. No, because because the young master had run off again.Who was going to stay indoors during the festival of the gods?I slipped into the crowd. I wasn't a child, and I could take care of my self.I stopped
Narrator's POV "So this is a trophy room", Joe said noticing the shelves "You could all it that?" He picked up a statue. "The nameless god of the land of fire", Dietri explained. "Nameless. All of them?", he asked. "Yes. They're nameless. So were their servants". "Why?" "Their name is an existential manifestation of their power". She looked at his reaction. "The nameless gods used to do a ritual - they'd give their blood to those loyal to the. This way they could have the powers of their masters. The nameless ones are the most powerful of all demons". "Oh. What about Master Damien? Was he born with his powers?" "I named him Damien". "So he's a Nameless One", Joe realized. "Other ways to become a demon. Be born with it, or come in contact with a demon's essence.." "Or to be incarnated", Joe cut in. "Yes". "What if I'm an incarnation?" They looked at each other. "You might even be a reincarnation of a Nameless One". Niklassa's body was put into a glass coffin. The mach
Narrator's POVEmily entered the house, carrying her patient burial style.She dropped her on the couch, looking for a proper blanket.The only one she saw had a stench, but would work.She put it over her. She turned to go to look for food."Thank... you", the girl said. Emily turned. She spoke. She was alright. As she entered Joe's room, she fought the urge to call the police.She came back to the sitting room. The girl wasn't there. 'Another ghost?', Emily gulped. She flipped the switch on. She wasn't still there. She shook her head. She just helped a ghost. She took her coat, deciding to forget about the ghost. Maybe if just needed a ride back home. Emily came back from the store. She'd bought a few things. She was damn hungry. She went to the kitchen. There was the ghost, sitting on the floor with her back on the oven. "You're cold", she said. She touched her hand. She immediately threw it away. "You're so cold", she said,she put her coat over her. "What are you?", she a
EpilogueA few years laterJoe Wolford walked down the hallway. He'd never get used to the ceiling, which seemed to be alive. The drawings from the war they'd fought a few years earlier.It wasn't exactly a victory. He'd lost a lot. Emily wrapped her hand around his arm. He nodded at her. She'd been the one who helped him walk through his pain. She'd been his pillar. "It's beautiful", he said taking a deep breath. "But not as beautiful as me", she said. He laughed. "Yeah. You're the most beautiful woman in the world". "Most beautiful? Now you're too much", she said with a smile. "Most beautiful. In the whole wide world". They reached the end of the hallway. "Just a reminder. I never wanted to be here", he sighed. "It's his birthday, Joe". He sighed again. He'd never thought he'd meet the crocodile man from Club Go again. Now they were family friends. Emily knocked at the door. "Joe! ". Joe sighed again, feeling his heart sink. Emily rubbed his back. The door opened
Narrator's POvHarver Movacain's Burial, The City, Morvacain Estate The funeral procession went on like it should, sniffles and all. Harvey was the one who was holding Marie from tears. Everyone wondered why she was crying. No one knew. Even Joe wondered where Mina was. The undeundertakers put sand on the grave, covering it. EpilogueA few years laterJoe Wolford walked down the hallway. He'd never get used to the ceiling, which seemed to be alive. The drawings from the war they'd fought a few years earlier.It wasn't exactly a victory. He'd lost a lot. Emily wrapped her hand around his arm. He nodded at her. She'd been the one who helped him walk through his pain. She'd been his pillar. "It's beautiful", he said taking a deep breath. "But not as beautiful as me", she said. He laughed. "Yeah. You're the most beautiful woman in the world". "Most beautiful? Now you're too much", she said with a smile. "Most beautiful. In the whole wide world". They reached the end of the
Narrator's POV Somewhere Secret, Alpine CoveWhen the Captain had burst in and heard the alarms, he'd expected to see armed guards waiting, but everyone was in a frantic rush to escape from the building. Someone, or something landed from above, hitting him with great force. It was Harver. A Mito infested Harver. He tried to move, but he couldn't. Harver had psychically rooted him to the spot. Harver rushed at him, but fortunately Joe came to his rescue, jumping in. They struggled, the Mitos coming from Harver's body and entangling Joe. Joe's Demon Essence charged up, burning the Mitos off. Joe kicked Harver from him, but before Joe could blink, Harver was back on him again. He pushed Joe to the floor, the Mito trying to enter Joe's mouth. He struggled. "Do something! ", he yelled to the Captain. The Captain tried to move, but he was still stuck to the spot. Marie forcefully peeled Harver away from Joe. "Harver, I know you're in there somewhere ", she begged. Harver's Mitos c
Narrator's povFlashbackHarver was escaping. He'd discovered a secret that changed everything about his mission.. The Book of Shadows was not the key to stopping the demons. It was the key to control them. King Trafford desired to have these demons to himself. His armies chased after Harver for all they were worth, but he didn't bugde. All of a sudden, his horse stopped, throwing him over. He landed in the snow, wondering why his horse was running away and leaving him on the cold floor. He could smell them. Mitos. He started to run back, towards the army. The Mitos infested humans chased after him. They crashed into the incoming army, hoarding them. Harver realized he was going to be stuck between the devil and the Red Sea if he didn't find a way out. He ran into General Lothbrok. "You bastard!. You dared to betray the king", he said, jumping off his horse. "He's the one who betrayed us. He's planning on controlling the Mitos for his own benefit. He doesn't care about you".
Narrator's POV A few years ago, Flashback "The Book of Shadows is what I need to restore me rule over this dimension". "What is this book anyway? ""The Shadow Mythos. Whoever has this book in his possession can conquer the world. The Shadows empowers, sustains and makes everyone bow". Harver didn't understand a word. "The Lioness sent me on a secret mission to help you find a book that might be a myth". "Its not a myth. My grandfather once willed the book". "What happened to him afterwards? ""He ran mad". "Oh". "But that is because he held the book for his personal gain. I wish to will it to bring back the rain". "Rain? ""That gods has decided to punish us. They released terrible demons on us and withheld our rain. I have lost more than half of my people, and the people who used to look at me with so much love and respect scorn at the mention of my name". He was dejected. "Demons? What do you mean? "He raised his hands in the air. Two men came out from behind trees.
Narrator's POV A few years ago, FlashbackA young Harver Morvacain trudged on, his carriage waiting for him. He was not exactly happy about going on a secret mission. He'd just confessed his feelings to Marie a week prior, and Mina's birthday was in a few days.He resolved to finish the mission in two days and return. But he was in shock when he got to Trafford. It was a dimension stuck in the past. No cars, televisions or roads. He made his way to the palace, angry that his carriage had shown up two hours later than usual. He noticed that the streets were empty. He entered the king's quarters, bowing as he came in presence of the king. "Harver Morvacain. I've been expecting you". "King Trafford... ". "Urgency, please. The Lioness claim you're the man for the job. I need your help in retrieving a book". "Book? ""The Book of Shadows. Lies beyond the mountains, for anyone daring enough to embark on a journey that kills most men". "Ok... ". "We leave at dawn". And that w
Narrator's POV Somewhere Secret, Alpine CoveJoe hid behind some bushes. He couldn't do this. Damn. Wasn't he the one who said anything was possible? But the Mitos had tortured him. Messed with his mind beyond reason. He stood up from his hiding place, then hid back immediately. Harver Morvacain was there. He needed to get to Emily. Before he knew it, a younger version of Harver Morvacain stood in front in him. There was nowhere to run to. "Who are you? ", Harver asked. "I'm Joe. Joe Wolford".Joe couldn't sense any Demon Essence from him. Nor a Mito. Joe stood up. "Who are you? ", he asked. The young man scratched his forehead. "I don't know. I'm lost. Could you help me find my way back? "Joe's senses picked up Mitos. They we're watching the two of them converse, but they were keeping their distance. They were scared of the younger Harver.Joe had an idea. "I think I can". They walked down the hallway of students. "All you have to do is to pretend like you know me".
Narrators POVSomewhere Secret, Alpine CoveThe portal opened, the Lioness coming through. They were dressed in black, and they all had weapons with them. They were here for Harver Morvacain. The man who was one of them but betrayed them for personal power. Guards came out of their hiding places, shooting at the Lioness agents. A light shield was formed, stopping the bullets. The shield parted, an electric wave passing and shocking the guards. They rushed at the guards, cutting and slicing them.They made their way to the castle at a steady pace. There was no telling what Harver Morvacain had been planning. He had the Mitos.The Medic waded through the crowd, in what seemed like a university campus. She started to walk faster as she noticed someone who looked like Joe Wolford. She bumped into someone. "Sorry", she said, trying to advance. He held onto her shirt. When she looked up, his face gradually turned into a smile. A wicked smile with teeth behind. A Mito.She hit hi
Stanning's PovThe City BankStanning crept past the gate and into the bank's premises. The guards were all dead. I checked the bullets in my gun again, for like the fifth time. I was nervous. I'd run into the Skin Croc Gang a lot of times in the past and come out unharmed , but this time it was different. I was a demon. It'd been ten years. What could have happened? A lot. I'd changed too. I was no longer a crybaby, and I didn't care about what I looked like. All I wanted was some peace. I saw my mother every single night in my sleep. I put her hand into a pouch, bringing out finely grounded dust. I poured it in a straight line round the outside of the bank building , forming a circle. I was creating a magical boundary that'd keep Luther in the building. I looked at my teammates. There was no going back.Norman and Donna put on their masks. "Let's do this ", I said. Norman kicked the door open. "It's the police!. Freeze!", he screamed shooting all the bullets in his assa