Exorcist Servant: Demon Hunter

John sat at his computer, wondering what the hell he was supposed to write in his case notes.It was late; outside the large window of the room, the sun had already set.Caleb slept in a bedroom down the hall, and the house was silent except for the old beams that creaked now and then in the cold.

Is Hui asleep too?

Nobody knows.Maybe inhuman spirits have their own schedule, but no one had asked that question before today.Hell, he had never been more aware of how little humans knew about these spirit beings that existed in the real world.There's no consensus on whether they're actually from this world, let alone the hypothesis that they might be from another dimension.

Hui's whole body is full of enigmas.If the vampire was telling the truth, if the dagger was really made of stone, Hui would be at least a few hundred years old by now.Maybe he was summoned by the Aztecs anyway.

But the mud-brick pyramid doesn't sound like an Aztec creation, it sounds a bit like a Mesopotamian tower temple.

No.It doesn't make sense at all.That was 1 years ago, Hui could not have been possessed from one corpse to another in this way.Otherwise, someone should have removed it over the years.

Unless they tried and failed.Unless the person who summoned Ash to this world with blood, living sacrifices, and abilities really summoned something that couldn't be sent back.

This can explain why Hui seems indifferent to all the stimulation and temptation of John.It's just...he's not who he appears to be, at least not quite.Regardless of his current age, those memories that accompanied him for a long time made him very unhappy.

Just why now?Except this time he was possessed by a living person, what else had changed?Is it Caleb's connection?

John turned off the computer without writing anything.He had nothing to write about now except wild guesses, and that didn't help Caleb a bit.He now needs to go to the headquarters, plunge into the library, and try to find some documents that fit Hui's description.A spirit body living alone, over [-] years old, seeking the same kind.Possesses the corpse to exist, and drinks the blood of the host.

It might be safer to go tomorrow, just for a few hours.So far so good.Since the last exorcism ceremony, Hui has never shown any intention to control his body.It was a risky thing to do, but there was not a single aspect of the case that wasn't risky.

"Listen to me, John." On the street before, Sean said when he gave him the bag of bought clothes. "It's... this is crazy. You're always reckless, but you've been a little bit reckless lately. I think you need help."

"It wasn't my idea in the first place, remember? It's Kania's fault anyway."

"Oh, of course I remember. You've always done things in the face of difficulties, and she's taking advantage of that. You're going to get killed by yourself."

Sean just didn't understand the situation.He was frightened himself and wanted to take it out on John.It's kind of annoying, but it doesn't have to be this stressful.

John paused before Caleb's door before going into his own bedroom.Holding his breath, he carefully pushed the door open a crack, and happened to be able to see the bed in the room and the person on it from it.

The only light in the room comes from street lamps filtering in through the drapes.Caleb was sprawled on the bed, his head tilted to one side.His fragile appearance is almost heartbreaking: hair is draped casually on his forehead, his usually furrowed brow is relaxed, and the muscles at the corners of his mouth are also relaxed.A hand rested on the pillow against his cheek, fingers slightly curled up.

But that feeling of vulnerability is an illusion.A furious Caleb once joined the hunt when he was desperate, just to give his beloved brother some peace.He may be a vegan hippie anti-war, but Caleb has a vampire-like power about him.

John wondered what would happen if he went to the bed and smoothed the lock of hair from Caleb's forehead.Under the sheets and blankets, was Caleb wearing the tight white underwear Sean had bought him, or was he completely naked?

Immediately he had an image of Caleb's body writhing beneath him, long legs hooking his shoulders, Caleb's cock thrusting forward as he pushed deeper. Liquid glistens.Obviously, he now needs to masturbate a person who is unofficially imprisoned and possessed by a powerful spirit like Hui to satisfy his desire.

Hell.Now he's completely hard.Maybe Xien is right, maybe his mind is a little unclear now.Gray is an unknown factor.Of course, it said it wouldn't attack ordinary humans, but inhuman spirits don't always tell the truth.They have produced very good liars; many good exorcists have died because they believed their lies.If that vampire was in John's bedroom tonight, it wasn't here to play some erotic game with John that he never thought he'd be interested in.

He didn't think Hui would treat him as food, otherwise how could he respond to Kania's request.No matter what Sean said.

John closed the door as softly as he had opened it, and walked down the corridor to his bedroom.Once inside, he hesitated for a moment, then took out the dagger and chalk, and drew a protective circle beside his bed.

Just in case.

***

Caleb looked out from the huge front window of Starkweather's apartment, and the mist from the sea made the cobbled streets outside look wet and slippery.Everything outside the window seems to be covered with a layer of gray yarn.

Starkweather had left the house a few hours earlier, promising to be back in the evening, and had made it clear to Caleb that he was not to leave the apartment under any circumstances.

"I don't want to do that." Starkweather said apologetically, even as he was drawing those strange runes on the doorstep. "I trust you. But if I don't set up a simple talisman barrier before I go, my boss will go crazy."

Caleb wondered if Starkweather was telling the truth.Maybe everything was just a play right now, and the agent didn't really believe him at all. "What is a Spirit Talisman Barrier?"

"Sorry. To put it simply, as long as it is a threshold that the possessed person cannot get out of, it exists like a threshold."

"Excellent. So if there's a fire here, I'm going to have to sit and die, and be happy to be burned?"

"Friendly reminder: When I leave, don't be an arsonist."

"I'll do my best. Now let's take an example, I'm glad I'm about to burn to death, but I see out the window that there's been a really bad car accident. What do I do now?"

Starkweather pointed to a piece of paper next to the phone. "I've put my phone number on it. You can call me -- or call 911 -- if a pedestrian is injured, a little old lady needs to cross the street, or a kitten gets stuck in a tree."

The bastard.But he's a charming jerk.

But now, after Starkweather had been gone for less than an hour, Ash had already started to feel restless. "We have to go. The mortal is preventing us from hunting demons."

It becomes more difficult to ignore Ash when there is no one else to talk to.Waves of uneasiness passed through his body, and the desire in his chest became more urgent. He wanted to move, to search, to hunt.How long can the gray last?How long before he has to eat?

Everything is unanswered. "The demon keeps my body from corrupting. If I don't get enough, the corpse I possess starts to get worse little by little until I have to find a new body. But you is alive. You have the ability to heal yourself."

"That means maybe you don't need to hunt." Damn, now he's talking to the voice in his head.Luckily no one was around to see it.

"I refuse to go hungry. We have to go. There's nothing that mortal can do to stop us."

you are wrong.Wait... If he kept controlling his body so that Hui couldn't eat food, as long as it lasted long enough, wouldn't the vampire be weakened enough by him to be expelled?

disturbed. "The mortal wanted to trap me in a glass bottle. Exterminate me. But it's been tried before, and none of them worked."

Strings of memories play back, like playing an old black-and-white silent film: singing, candles, nets full of seaweed; silver knives, iron stakes, and incense.

Too much, too heavy.Caleb staggered, holding on to the back of the sofa.

The wave of memory stopped, and Hui subsided a bit. "I didn't mean to hurt you. I just wanted to tell you that there is nothing to be afraid of."

"I'm not afraid of Starkweather, you idiot demon!" Caleb yelled. "It's you I'm afraid of!"

"That would be too stupid. Besides, I'm not a demon."

Caleb steadied himself and ran his fingers through the hair, letting it loose.God, please let Starkweather find something, anything, because he's not sure how long he'll last.

Something struck the semicircular window in front of him.

Caleb's heart was beating fast, as if it was going to burst out of his throat.is that a birdHe walked to the window and looked at the misty world.God, he'd go crazy if he was going to watch that poor little animal die because he couldn't get out of that door.

That's not a bird.A figure in a hoodie stood outside the iron gate.When she saw him at the window, she looked back slightly so that he could see the face under the hood.

That's Melanie.