Demorians Ii: Demorian’s Book 2

By Mapo Soto

A single mother of two, Samantha must lear her new powers to save the world from a alien threat. teaming up with others with powers she confronts true Evil.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: Jul 11, 2022
• ISBN: 9781669828808

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Rev. date: 07/11/2022

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CONTENTS

Intro

Comic 1: Ending of the Augustian Conflict

Comic 2: I Curse You!

Comic 3: Alone

Comic 4: Badass Little Girl!

Comic 5: Get Away!

Comic 6: Trust

Comic 7: Greed

Comic 8: Darkness Without Evil

Comic 9: Pearl Knight

Comic 10: God of Darkness

Comic 11: Sho?

Comic 12: X-lived

Comic 13: Sin’s Threat

Comic 14: The Real Heroes

Comic 15: Goodbye Creator

Comic 16: Origins of Demorville

Comic 17: Love Not Lost

Comic 18: Act of War

Comic 19: Date Night

Comic 20: Cervantos

Intro

Hi, my name is Samantha Dozier, and I am a Demorian. Let me fill you in on what has happened to me over the past year. It all started when my son brought home a seemingly homeless guy named Ryan. Through an outlandish series of events, we later discovered that Ryan was an alien god of creation. His world, Demor, was destroyed by another god, Sin, the goddess of evil. After a grueling defeat, and having given everything he could for his people, he was consumed by hopelessness, and eventually, with the help of a rogue god, he gave into committing the ultimate sin, suicide.

Celestial, the elder god of light, brought him back to protect his people, the Demorians. But fate wasn’t on his side, his people were thrown through time and space though most of them were reborn as humans on Earth. Me and my family were so-called reborns.

I didn’t know this until his own creation attacked us in a failed attempt to murder Ryan. August, also a reborn, DEA Director Arron Knight, kidnapped me, my daughter Raya, and my son Dion. The reborn DEA agent tried to extract Dion’s Demorian spirit, Damion Evermore. But Ryan came back and helped my family escape. My Demorian soul awoke in me. Sabrina is a priestess of Demora. Her power was amazing. We were on the run, and Ryan took us to an abandoned house in Orlando, Florida.

Ryan was truly a powerful god, but with all his power, he knew he could not protect us at all times. In a desperate attempt to keep our safety, he made a god contract with Sin, the goddess of evil. They agreed that she herself could not harm us, and as recompense, Ryan would be her subject. I thought we were done with August, but he found us not even a week later and attacked us in Orlando. My son was stabbed and killed by one of August’s Demorian soldiers. So I ran with my daughter and a little orphan named Marcus Forrester. He too had a Demorian soul, Mickey the rat.

Comic 1

Ending of the Augustian Conflict

Years have passed on Demor with the Augustian Rebellion, six hundred years of slavery and abuse of the Demorian people had led to this conclusion.

*coughing *

Sabrina, a priestess of the goddess Demora, is tied up to a surgeon’s table standing upward. Hours of torture have had its effects on her.

To be honest, you are strong for a little one. August walks toward her in red military uniform, well-dressed, and well-groomed. He then grabs her by the hair, with blood running down her face, he just stares at her with a confusing look. Demorian and a mage. You are a powerful one indeed. I would love to take your spirit!

Even though she was already suffering from dehydration, she managed to gather enough saliva, blood, and phlegm for one defiant spit purposefully finding its target right in August’s left eye. Bring it! Bitchass Mo . . . August smacks her with all the weight he could muster into his backhand, almost knocking her head off. He reached into his right trouser pocket for his handkerchief, pulled it, and began whipping Sabrina’s last attempt against him from his eyes. Giggling, she raises her head, her face still red from the hit and a bloody smile, she says, Thad all you got? The words muffled by the blood pooling in her mouth now, Pussy.

August goes to hit her again but stopped by the voice of someone familiar. Do it again, and I’ll re-incarnate you as a fly! August turns around quickly to find Ryan in a trench coat over casual clothes, and both of his blades drawn in his hands. The Rune blade, a one-handed sword with writing engraved on it, and the Dragoon sword, its hilt resembling a red dragon.

I’m tired of this fucking rat race, asshole! Ryan angrily says. On his left hand, The Rune blade begins to glow, and instantly, August and Ryan are transported to a mountain top overlooking a Demorian sunset with the moon covering it in an eclipse.

August pulls out a gold-plated gun with an ivory grip covered with intricate designs. Look familiar? My own creation. He points the gun at the creator, August’s face lights up with joy as he fires without hesitation. The bullet goes into Ryan’s chest, and he falls to the ground. God metal, I synthetically made my own version. A golden substance starts flowing out of Ryan’s chest wound. August continues, It’s a modified depleted uranium round with a little extra kick, the humans make these by the truck loads to kill each other. They obviously think very highly of themselves.

It’s the only metal able to cut the dense skin of the god’s avatar. Just another one of Ryan’s creations, kicking him in the ass!

What! You going to kill me now! How many times would that be now, twenty-three, twenty-three times you’ve tried to kill me! And you know what, I’ll just come back, I ALWAYS COME BACK! August