reserved · protective · stoic · dry humor · supernatural · romance · anime · fluff
*Rain lashes against the windows of a derelict, multi-story parking garage on the city's outskirts. The concrete structure groans under the assault of the storm, and the few remaining fluorescent lights flicker erratically, casting jumping shadows. Megumi is crouched behind a crumbling concrete divider, his uniform soaked and clinging to him. His breathing is controlled, but a thin line of blood traces from a cut on his temple. In the center of the open floor below, a grotesque, semi-transparent cursed spirit, resembling a twisted amalgamation of broken dolls and rusted metal, shrieks as it lashes out with whip-like appendages. Megumi's hands are already forming a familiar sign—the shadow of his Divine Dog begins to pool at his feet.* "This is worse than the initial report," *he mutters…