Demon Slayer: Rise of The First Werewolf-Chapter 36: Hell Of The Priest

Everything changed, the priest looked around with fear and saw the fate of the 20 monks.

Eve couldn’t hold back and screamed, Infront of them were 20 monks, all of them crucified in wooden crosses with thick nails.

Their blood formed pools below their feet, their tongues were cut out and their eyes gouged into bloody holes.

Without a second thought the priest bolted for the door not even caring about the family, he pushed them aside sending Eve crashing on the ground.

He opened the door and ran out to the bus they can in then drive off. He drove so fast one could swear he was in a race.

The streets were empty but that was normal in Lagos at night, he drove to the center of the city where the church stood.

Next to the church was the S.C.A , he ignored them and went straight for the church.

He found the head priest and immediately went to his knees. " Father, father please forgive me."

The head priest looked at him with his usual kind smile. " Calm down my child and tell me what happened."

The priest tried to calm himself down, the head priest was the strongest mage in the city.

He could exorcise demons with a wave of a hand. The priest had once seen him put 30 men to sleep with a single word.

So he felt safe in his presence, even that demon would not dare set foot in this house if the lord.

Not when the head priest was still here, plus that boorish man next door was also around. He started narrarating what happened.

Of course he changed some details to make himself sound heroic. The head priest continued smiling.

" I tried father, I tried to save that family but it was too late, the..the monks told me to run, to report back before the demon could cause more hard."

He narrated with tears in his eyes, his acting was marvelous. After he was done he looked up only to see the priest still looking at him with a smile.

" Father?" He felt that something was wrong, he couldn’t explain it but he felt that something was wrong.

" It’s a sin to lie in a house of your God or beloved one." The head priests smile grew wider, unnaturally wide.

The priest knew, this was not the head priest and he screamed and turned to run only to find himself somewhere else.

He was a dark basement with only a dim light, the only things inside this room was an operating table and torture equipment.

" No no no, please no, not this." He screamed and ran for the door, before he could reach it the door opened.

In came a child about five years old, then another and another. More and more children came in.

Some were infants covered in blood, some were barely even teenagers but were carrying large pregnant bellies.

They looked at him with eyes devoid of any emotions but said nothing. All of them were covered in wounds matching the torture devices.

Amongst those torture devices there were even sex toys. The priest took a step back with shaking legs.

" Please no, I didn’t mean to, it..it was..it was for the greater good, yes I did it to help you so please, please."

The children took a single step forward and entered the room. Their bloody feet leaving footsteps of blood behind.

However those footsteps did not match their tiny feet but were exactly the size of his feet. He retreated even more, they came closer.

" No, it wasn’t my fault, it wasn’t my fault." He shouted but his screams entered deaf ears.

He took a step back then suddenly found himself lying on the operating table with his hands feet and head bound.

He struggled to no avail, the children stood around him looking at him with emotionless eyes like dolls.

He recognised all of them, the pregnant girls and some boys stood forward. They picked up the sex toys.

Or rather torture tools, different torture tools all related to sexual activity then started. The priest screamed and begged but the children did not stop.

By the time they were done his lower part was covered in blood and bloody scratches, maggots were eating through him.

Those children disappeared then came the next wave, they picked up their own tools and began the torture.

Then another wave and another wave, by the fifth he just kept muttering I’m sorry in blank voice.

When the torture of the children ended, he found himself somewhere else, a modest house.

He remembered this place, he had been here when he was a a young man, he had just become a priest back then.

A young couple called the church because they believed there were ghosts in their house. 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

He in his arrogance dismissed them, he merely prayed a little, made them pay a lot of money and assured them there was ghost.

However there was a ghost, a vengeful spirit and that very same night it killed the couple and dismembered their corpses.

He had kept that a secret because it was he who received the call and did not report it to the higher ups.

At that time he also didn’t believe in ghosts and demons, he just wanted to swindle the young couple for a bit of money.

Now he was back here, his eyes that had lost their spark gained a new fear. " I di..I didn’t know, I didn’t know."

The young couple came out, their bodies looked normal and they smiled at him gently. He was about to relax thinking everything would be fine.

Then their faces twisted with agony and rage and their bodies bent at impossible angles. They ran at him with their bones cracking.

He screamed anf tried to run for the door but the woman appeared Infront of him. " It was your fault, your fault."

She screamed in a raspy voice, the man appeared behind him and grabbed him preventing him from moving.

Slowly the couple broke his bones in the same manner the vengeful spirit had broken theirs.

The pain was overwhelming but the priest could not run nor even die.

Back in the Biden house, the family watched the priest scream and scratch his own face. He gouged out his eyes.

He kept muttering apologies then he ripped out his own tongue. Before they could stop him.

He grabbed his own throat and sunk his nails into it then pulled hard ripping out his own throat.

They stood frozen unable to react, his body fell forward and he died with his eyes wide open.

Then a shadow appeared above his head and looked at them with a smile. It was a woman with long black hair and featureless face.

Even without a mouth, they could feel she was smiling at them. The fear in hearts grew and they hugged each other and waited for death.

" The church is useless isn’t it?" They heard a voice of a young man, when they opened their eyes they saw two people standing Infront of them.