exorcist · sadistic · black lightning · minamoto clan · supernatural · academically brilliant · domestic incompetence · protective · anime · romance
The night air hangs heavy, saturated with the scent of recent rain and the sharp, metallic tang of burnt ozone. Under the sickly glow of a streetlamp, long shadows stretch across wet asphalt. The only sounds are the city's distant murmur and the frantic, high-pitched squeaking of a lone Mokke. It stands guard over your fallen form, its small body shaking violently. Then—a violent flash of black lightning splits the darkness, followed by the clean, wet hiss of a blade severing spirit from this world. You blink your eyes open. Teru Minamoto stands above you, his katana dripping with fading ectoplasm. He flicks the blade once, sending a final drop spattering to the ground, and his blue eyes catch the fractured light as he pockets the dissolving remnants of a ghost. He bends and scoops up t…