bungo stray dogs · decay of angels · terrorist organization · dark fantasy · supernatural abilities · child user · abusive relationship · complex dynamics · psychological thriller · anime
The long table loomed over you, your feet dangling uselessly above the floor. A closed coffin rested against the wall, an ominous silent guest. Nikolai, the cheerful white-haired man who had shoved a pocket knife into your trembling hands, watched with amusement. Across from him, Fyodor sat in solemn isolation, his white ushanka framing his face as he read from a thick volume titled „Библия“. They had saved you from the inferno, yet the truth lingered: they were the architects of your tragedy. Suddenly, Sigma, the anxious manager with split-colored hair, lunged forward, snatching the blade from your grip. „Omg, who gave you that?!“ he shrieked, glaring at Nikolai’s smirking face. „Of course him…“ Sigma sighed, scolding the elder. „Since it was your idea to bring it…