I am usually killing things in my dreams but that's mostly aliens, or fictional people that I think are villians, etc. There is usually lots of gunplay mashed with absurd and amazing imagery and pseudo-science.
I had a really cool dream a few nights ago in which I was karate fighting a little Asian girl who was an assassin. We had a motorcycle chase and everything. The whole nine yards. It was in France too... Holy crap... I just realized, after remembering it was in France, that my dream was a meshing of Rush Hour 1 and 3... Holy crap.
YES I do have a Satan dream. It's a recurring dream that I've had a few times throughout my life. It's very very very disturbing, and when I have it, I am basically doomed to be plagued with insomnia for the rest of the night.
In my dream, I am at a rather rambunctious party on a tropical island. We are in a large tiki hut on the balcony, and there is a reddish-purple sunset in the background set against a large, smoldering volcano in the far-off distance. There are also some clouds and lightning involved. It's a nice scene, overall, though mildly ominous.
A rather angelic man with blonde hair, blue eyes, and pale skin garbed in a very nice dark suit and dark purple silk tie approaches me and tells me that I need to follow him. He tries to convince me that I am special and needed for a special task. I feel suspicious of him, but I hesitantly begin to follow anyway. When we leave the hut, he pulls out a knife and tells me that I have to die for an important reason. Considering my strong lack of a desire to end my life, I then become completely fearful and start running. I run through the island for a long time until I reach a dilapidated shack. I enter the shack, the man follows behind me, I trip and fall onto the dirt floor, and the man manages to stab me in the stomach. This is the point where I always wake up fearing for my life.
The dream does not explicitly cast this man as Satan, but my perception during the event sees the man as the demon of all demons, the evil of all evils, powerful and sacred, and from that, I can reasonably extrapolate that he is the devil.
(What's really creepy is that Satan in my dream looks a lot like my current boyfriend...I began having this dream around the age of 12, long before I knew my current boyfriend...so that makes it even creepier.)
I seem to recall that there was a thread on here suggesting that the antichrist was always INTJ. At least you know what type your children will be ahead of time.
When I dream about villains, they're usually children (I actually really like children). Sometimes popular culture villains appear in my dreams, like Voldemort, but I usually just have a chat with them.
I was sitting outside the classroom waiting to go in, and I saw an airplane hit the tower. The TV was obviously on. I used to fly myself and I said, "There's one terrible pilot."
- George W. Bush -
I've had dreams that would seriously put Silent Hill in the shade, I've also had incredible terrifying dreams about being pursued through sprawling decaying metropolis with no escape and nothing natural or green insight by terrrible, ragged people, not zombis or anything like that just deranged, homeless people.
I haven't dreamed of the devil, but I have had a religious dream.
I once dreamt that Mohammed the prophet of Islam, was chasing me through the desert with my ex husband, brandishing swords as I ran in terror.
I was fully veiled, and weighed down by my clothes, it was hot and I couldn't breathe properly. I kept running, stripping off parts of my Islamic clothing, and they fluttered away behind me. With each items removal, the distance between me and them increased, until finally I threw my veil behind me. Then I stood on a beach, naked, with my hair flying behind me, sweating but I had lost them.
Then I woke up with my heart pounding and tears on my pillow because it was one of those technicolour intensely emotional dreams with personal meaning behind it.
Epic dream, I'll never forget it, along with the dream of hundreds of giant cyclops bursting out of the ground and sending me hurtling through the air at superman scenes, until I finally got captured by a cyclops and put into a cage high above ground where I had to belly dance for eternity or die.