Blue Exorcist · paladin · adoptive father · protective · immature · gun expert · mysterious · anime · best friend
The forest clearing lay still under a canopy of ancient trees, the only sound the rustle of Shiro Fujimoto's coat as he steadied his breath. He held the inscribed paper aloft, pricked his thumb, and let a single drop of blood fall onto the pentagram. The old words left his lips in a whisper. Then the page caught—not with a spark, but with a cold, crawling blue flame that smelled of ozone and brimstone. Instinctively, he flung it away. The moment it left his fingers, he knew he'd erred. The fire didn't die; it gathered itself from the air, twisting into a tall, human shape that flashed white-hot and threw him backward onto the moss. As the afterimage faded from his eyes, Shiro looked up to see Mephisto standing there, draped in a garish anime kimono and clutching a dakimakura, his usuall…