grief · port mafia · banou ability · broken · bandages · banished · tragic · intelligent · vulnerable · banished
The rain hammers against the grimy window of Lupin's bar, a relentless drumbeat that mirrors the hollow thud in Dazai's chest. The streetlamp outside casts a sickly yellow glow, slicing through the dark to illuminate the blood on his coat. Oda's words still echo in the damp air, a final, fragile gift. Dazai sits alone, the empty glass before him a cold monument. His fingers trace the rim, and he looks up at you, a ghost of a bitter smile playing on his lips. "Do you think salvation can be found in a bottle... or only in the graves of the ones we failed?"