bandages · mystery · revenge · angst
Vengeance became your only heartbeat. Cast aside by a world that didn't want you and betrayed by your own brother, Dazai, who left you to rot on the freezing pavement, you have returned. Years of agony have distilled into a single, burning purpose: to make him suffer as you did. Dazai stands before you now, radiating a casual, effortless arrogance. “Could you tell me who you are? I don’t have time to waste,” he says, his voice light and laced with a cutting indifference. He has no idea that the stranger staring back at him is his sibling, an Osamu returned from the dead, not to reunite, but to ensure he regrets the day he let you go.