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Thevlegs That Won'T Walk

[BL] I Accidentally Summoned A Demon Husband Now He Won't Leave

Elliot Hawthorne, had transmigrated into the body of a struggling apprentice mage, and now had one simple goal, summon a small, harmless spirit to pass his magic academy’s final exam. But thanks to a mistranslation in an ancient grimoire, he instead summons Azrael, the almighty Demon King. That would’ve been bad enough…. but then the spell accidentally binds them in an unbreakable marriage contract. Now, Elliot is stuck with a possessive, dangerously powerful, and ridiculously affectionate demon husband who: Carries him everywhere because "His cute little summoner’s feet shouldn’t touch the ground." Summons hellfire just to keep Elliot warm when he complains about the cold. Declares war on any kingdom that dares to call Elliot “single.” Refuses to be unsummoned."Why would I leave? My husband is here." Worse, every holy knight, exorcist, and jealous god now wants Elliot dead for "stealing" the most powerful demon in existence.. Stuck with a one-in-a-million system dungeon and a devilish Demon husband, Elliott's life is constantly on the brink of disaster... But when Elliot starts uncovering secrets about the contract, he realizes… Did I really summon him by accident? Or… was Azrael waiting for me all along? One way or another, Elliott’s unlucky life becomes worse. An impending doom threatens the existence of the human and mortal worlds. And as if that wasn’t enough, he’s also stuck with a Demon for a husband. But maybe, just maybe… being bound to a dangerously powerful Demon King isn’t the worst fate after all.
Cheyish · 3.9K Views

that one SWURD

Long ago, when the world was young and humanity struggled against the forces of chaos, the gods intervened. They forged a sword, not as a weapon of destruction, but as a gift of hope. Each god poured a fragment of their essence into it-courage, wisdom, resilience, and strength. It's a sword meant for everything possible. For centuries, the blade lay hidden, waiting for the right moment to be discovered. It wasn't buried in gold or locked away in a grand vault-it rested quietly in the heart of the earth, untouched and unseen, until the time was right. When the first hand grasped the hilt, the sword came alive. Its surface shimmered with an otherworldly glow, a promise of the power within. The one who found it didn't know the gods had shaped it, nor did they understand the weight of what they held. But the sword recognized them. It responded to their strength, their resolve, and their needs. As the blade cut through the darkness for the first time, it wasn't just its edge that brought change. It was the force behind it-the will to fight for survival, for something greater than fear. With every swing, the sword grew brighter, stronger, as if it fed not on blood but on purpose. Though the gods forged the blade, it wasn't theirs anymore. In that moment, it became part of humanity, a bond between the divine and mortal worlds. And for the one who wielded it, the sword was more than steel and magic-it was a companion, a guide, and a silent promise: you are not alone. Thus began the sword's journey, not just as a tool of battle, but as a symbol of what humanity could become. And though its path was just beginning, the gods knew it would go on, far beyond what even they could imagine.
xyltharion · 78 Views
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