Blue Exorcist Mephisto Novels & Stories

“Oh, you are in here. I can arrange it to be permanent. Now, I have better ways to spend my time. Goodbye.” He tucked his book under his arm and turned away when the woman’s quiet words stopped him dead. “I ask your favor, O prince of the East, Beelzebub, monarch of burning Hell, and Demogorgon, that Mephistopheles may appear and rise.” Surely this was trickery. There was no way she could know this incantation. Perhaps she had some actor friends who knew lines about Mephistopheles, the one word she knew of the club. He would not be bled by this harlot who ought never to have left Belle Vue when they’d finished with her. She had shown her hand and now left herself vulnerable. He remembered, t

(TRASHED HOPE) “FASCINATING.” The word she utters under her breath and almost a whisper, as she sits cross leg and comfortably unto the nothingness and stares intently unto the scene as the play goes. “Misha, run!” With the peculiar being into the world she is now dwelling, yet a common demon from her original world. The powerful fox, mythical and perfect with his nine-tailed and gleaming silver color and blue hue of flame, tells her more than the scene could ever be.

she added, and reveal the longing in her eyes. The fragment just now is something she didn't expected. The hidden existence strangely let the old monster to approach the priestess and pressure the glowing darkness with blue light. Although she dread the silence, she calm a bit when the hidden existence reveal the amusement in his face. He said, and the blue light shivered, “Swiss and sway... blue might...” The blue light reveal the golden glow for a second, but this golden glow strike a force, and the old monster reveal the deep expression. He fell to the deepest of his consciousness, and the restraint in his soul slightly loosened. The fragment burst out and is spread to all living being!