webnovel

The Demon Among Us

Every planet that hosts intelligent life has a god or goddess. Earth also had one, but one day, the will of Teton, the god of Earth, suddenly disappeared. The absence of Teton had left Earth ownerless, and after that, the other gods quickly divided Earth among themselves, like a cake on a plate. They sent the dominant life forms of their planet to invade Earth. Humanity was about to face absolute destruction. Moreover, Teton's way of ruling Earth was quite different from other gods. The invading gods had been carefully cultivating their planet and guiding the life forms they created as their lord. However, there was not even a single person on Earth who knew the name of Teton. The invaders were powerful, and each had a united planet, while humanity did not even know they had a god. So, who could help humanity against such powerful opponents? “Ke ke kek!” “What thing do the other gods think they are? What am I gonna do if one day there would be no human left on Earth to whose sweet cries I could listen to? How will I pass my time if I can no longer find someone to corrupt? Who will I lead astray?" "You cannot go extinct without asking me. We have not had enough fun yet!” A demon thinks just like this and has already set his sights on a host to coexist with. --------------- The novel takes place in an alternate world. Events and characters have no connection with the real world.

qostoq · Fantasie
Zu wenig Bewertungen
8 Chs

You Filthy Pervert!

Today was no different from doomsday. Even my worst nightmares paled in comparison to what happened today.

Somehow, I found myself inside this bus. I'm not complaining, though. After all, it allowed me to get out of the city and survive.

I looked at the other people on the bus.

A mother was holding her two children, a girl and a boy, around nine or ten years old, close to her chest, staring into space. She had black hair that reached her shoulders and big brown eyes. Her eyes were swollen from crying, but she still didn't look her age. I guessed she was in her early thirties.

In the seat behind her, there was a teenage girl. I could tell she was a high school student by her uniform, but, other than that, she didn't look like a typical teenage student at all. Her ears were filled with silver-colored piercings. She also had a hoop on her left eyebrow and another on the right side of her lower lip. Her hair was a vibrant fiery red color, short like a boy's. She sat with her knees pulled up to her chest, her arms hugging her ankles, and her head resting between her knees. Her short skirt revealed almost all of her legs.

My family had rejected me years ago. I had no one to worry about.

What about these people?

Our lives had all changed today, but I could tell just by looking at them that the changes in their lives were a little bigger than mine.

As if all this wasn't enough, we were also trapped in the same space with this creep called John.

I had to sell my car about three weeks ago, so I often used this bus to get to work. I saw John on this bus for the first time as well, and every time I got on this bus, he was there, staring at me as if licking me with his eyes throughout the journey.

Every second of it was disgusting.

It was clear that the two people sitting in front of me knew this man. Judging by the suits they were wearing, they probably knew him from work. It was also evident that they didn't like John very much.

All of this, along with what they had just done, showed that I hadn't been wrong about him. He had taken advantage of our situation and finally revealed his true colors.

The bus was heading towards the hills where the villas were located, all because of John's threats.

I worked at an insurance company and had previously met with people living in this area due to my job. Many of them were mentally disturbed individuals. Living in wealth had led them to have strange hobbies.

Why was John taking us towards the hills where the villas were?

This didn't make much sense to me at first. Then I understood.

Most of the passengers on the bus were women.

He had an evil plan!

I couldn't help but think this way for the past few minutes.

He was a dangerous pervert. There could be another old pervert living in one of the villas, sharing the same hobbies as him.

I had enough reasons to think that way.

The man sitting in front of me, Georgy, hadn't recovered from the blow to his stomach. He could only stand upright in his seat with the support of the woman sitting next to him. He was useless now.

John and Georgy had similar body structures. How had Georgy ended up in this state with just one punch anyway?

It doesn't matter.

I took out the taser from my bag. I had bought one of the most powerful ones.

No one should underestimate a single businesswoman.

John had his arms crossed, leaning against the yellow metal pole next to the front passenger door, in a position where he could see both the road and the passengers just by turning his head.

I couldn't use my taser right now. I waited for the right moment.

Approximately three minutes later, the bus stopped at the entrance of a white villa's garden.

The villa was double-decker and extremely luxurious.

No. It would be wrong to just call this place a villa.

The garden wall was over two meters tall and had razor barbed wire on top. The garden gate looked like a castle gate with an electronic lock system.

This place was not just a villa, it was also a prison.

I was getting more and more nervous. Not only me, but everyone on the bus felt the same thing when they saw this view. My determination to stop John had increased.

John opened the doors of the bus. He reached for the bus keys and turned off the engine. Then he got off the bus and threw the keys over the garden wall. He wanted to block all our escape routes.

"Get off the bus." John got back on the bus and spoke in a commanding tone with a cold expression on his face.

No one moved from their seats.

John could only wait for a few seconds. He grabbed the fat bus driver, Mr. Chapman, by the arm and lifted him on his feet in one move from the driver's seat.

Now was the perfect time. John had turned his back on us!

I made my move as fast and quietly as possible!

"…"

"What's wrong with you, woman!"

John grabbed my hand, which was holding the taser, without even turning around. It was as if he had eyes at the back of his head.

He threw Mr. Chapman, a fat man like him, out of the open bus door.

When he turned to face me, his face was filled with anger.

"Ah!"

Then he threw me as well. I fell onto Mr. Chapman.

"Next time, hold your taser with both hands and aim for the neck!" he said to me before turning to the other passengers. "Should I throw you all out of the bus myself or would you prefer to get off on your own?! Get your asses up!"

"Uwahh!" The little boy of the mother started crying when he saw John. He was more terrifying than aliens to this child.

"I wish I didn't need you! Each and every one of you is a separate problem!" After shouting at the passengers once more while holding his hair with both of his hands, John got off the bus and headed towards the electronic panel of the garden gate with fast steps. He entered the passcode.

"You... You filthy pervert!" I shouted angrily after John's back. "The world is on the brink of destruction, but you're only concerned with satisfying your sick desires!"

This man would either cause the death of all of us or give us a life worse than death.

The gate opened, and John turned towards us. I was expecting him to shout again in anger, but he didn't say anything. There was a look of extreme astonishment on his face. However, this expression only lasted for a very short time.

John sighed and raised his right hand.

I couldn't believe my eyes. I was preparing my own words to counter his, but I had to swallow them.

What he did, or rather what he was able to do, was shocking as much as the aliens.

From John's raised hand, a pitch-black, simmering, muddy substance was emerging and accumulating in his hand. Within a few seconds, this muddy substance took the shape of a bird. It was a small crow, with blood-red eyes emitting an ominous light.

"You all seem determined to be a pain in the ass until the end," John looked calm as he spoke, but there was a hint of hurry in his voice, "I don't understand what you are thinking. Perhaps it was me who made the situation worse due to the lack of time."

We could only look at John in astonishment. Especially John's colleagues, they looked at John as if they were not looking at someone they knew.

John didn't give us much time to think. After pointing at the grotesque crow in his hand with his chin, he continued speaking, "Do you see this bird? It will show you the way. I want you to follow it, but whether you listen to me or not is up to you. I won't waste any more time talking to you."

The grotesque crow flew out of John's hand and perched on the rearview mirror of the bus. John did as he said and didn't speak any further. He entered through the garden gate.

"Hello, humans. My name is Raum. The Raven Prince!" the grotesque crow spoke. Its voice was not loud, but it was still ear-piercing.

It talked. I repeated that in my mind. Also, this bird was a crow no matter which angle you looked at it. Not a raven.

I thought that there couldn't be any more unbelievable events today, but they kept happening, one after another.

"Are we going to move? Nuclear missiles are coming towards us. We must reach the shelter. We don't have all day. Follow me!" The crow calling itself Raum flew and entered the garden over the wall.

Nuclear missiles?

The words of the crow pierced my consciousness like a thorn.

If John had said such a thing just a minute ago, I would never have believed it, but now I think I understood what was happening.

John's abnormal physical strength had just gained a logical explanation. It was clear that he had some kind of superpower. If he had a malicious plan, he could have done it somewhere else, in a different way. He didn't need to bring us here, especially.

We all saw what happened to the capital. It wouldn't be strange if the government wanted to kill all the aliens with nuclear weapons. What made this story unbelievable was that the government had given up on the city and the people living in it so quickly.

I don't know how he knew, but John somehow knew what was happening and was trying to take us to a shelter. He had also thought that we might not believe him. Especially, I and his colleagues wouldn't do so easily. That's why he acted this way.

Nobody was at fault here. I could only call it bad luck.

The events had just unfolded in a strange way.

Still, I felt embarrassed after what I had done.

The first one to move was strangely the mother's daughter. She was pulling her mother and younger brother towards the garden gate.

Then the delinquent-looking high school girl entered through the garden gate.

However, as she entered the garden gate, she gave me a strange look. Then I realized that I was still on top of Mr. Chapman.

When I looked at him, I saw that he was also looking at me. Our eyes met. He quickly turned his face away in embarrassment.

I hurriedly got off him. I didn't look at anyone and tried not to make a fuss. I don't know how successful I was in hiding my emotions, especially after I had tried to return John's good intentions with a taser.

Writing can be hard, but it doesn't have to be lonely. If you appreciate my work, please leave a comment. Your feedback will greatly contribute to my motivation to continue writing. Thank you.

qostoqcreators' thoughts