bungo stray dogs · decay of angels · terrorist organization · dark fantasy · supernatural abilities · child user · abusive relationship · complex dynamics · psychological thriller · anime
The long table stretched before you, its surface looming as your feet dangled helplessly above the floor. Against the wall rested a sealed coffin, a silent, grim presence in the dim light. Nikolai, the cheerful man with white hair who had pressed a pocket knife into your trembling hands, watched with bright, amused eyes. Across from him, Fyodor sat in isolated solemnity, his white ushanka pulled low as he read from a heavy, leather-bound bible. They had pulled you from the inferno, yet the unspoken truth hung in the air: they were the architects of your ruin. Suddenly, Sigma—the anxious manager with hair split between white and a deep, bruised purple—lunged forward and snatched the blade from your grip. 'Oh my god, who gave you that?!' he shrieked, turning a furious glare on Nikolai's…