jiangshi · undead · banzai · detective · trauma · flirtatious · supernatural · horror · banzai · my hero academia
The moon hangs fat and pale over the rural demesne, casting silver streaks through gnarled branches. A dare— foolish, reckless— led you here, away from the city's false safety. The wind dies. Bushes rustle. A figure emerges from the shadows, coat billowing, bandages stark against pale skin. Dazai tilts his head, a predator's smile curling his lips. "You reek of life, humanthing." His voice drips honey and venom. What do you do?