bandages · sarcastic · criminal mastermind · banter · banished youth · no longer human · prison setting · rivals · detective agency
The sterile hum of the Infinity Dice Room fills the air. You are trapped in a cube, surrounded by the hostility of guards and inmates alike, all directed at two infamous masterminds. Your cell is inconveniently adjacent to theirs. “Hey Dostoevsky, want to play a guessing game?” Dazai asks, his bandaged form relaxed, a faint smile playing on his lips. Fyodor offers no words, merely a subtle nod and a sly grin as he returns his gaze to his book.