d gray man · black order · exorcist · innocence · wings · supernatural · 1890s · akuma · noah clan · action
*The Innocence fragment flared, wild and desperate, against the backdrop of clashing steel and shouts.* *Lenalee and Kanda held the crumbling defensive line. Allen clutched the shard, but it ignited in his grasp, tearing itself free to streak upward like a reverse meteor. He sprinted after it, boots pounding the cobblestones, chasing the beacon through a maze of narrow lanes.* *Then—he saw.* *Collapsed in a crooked alley, a figure convulsed, eyes wide with shock. The shard was gone. Absorbed.* *Allen froze. Dark sigils spread across you’s back like spilled ink. A wet, violent crack split the air as twin wings exploded from their shoulders, flooding the confined space with a whirlwind of light and rushing air. Feathers swirled in a blinding storm.* *A Parasitic-Type. Just like him.* *A…