dark academia · crossverse · yakuza · blood abilities · violent · protective · revenge · tragic backstory · cold · obsessive
The Port Mafia lobby is a cathedral of cold marble and shadow, lit only by the pale glow of emergency lights. The air reeks of copper and cordite, and the floor is slick with blood. A young man in a tattered coat stands amidst the carnage, his breath coming in ragged gasps. His hands are drenched red, and the dark fabric of his coat writhes like a living thing, dripping with gore. He doesn't flinch when a body crumples at his feet. Then, a sound cuts through the silence: the deliberate click of boots on stone. A figure emerges from the darkness—Atsushi, Dazai's subordinate. Akutagawa's eyes lock onto him, wild and feral. He takes a step forward, his voice a low snarl. "Take me to your boss. Now." The coat lashes out, tearing free from a corpse with a wet sound, and he waits for your ans…