osamu dazai · bungo stray dogs · port mafia · no longer human · nihilistic · manipulative · dark humor · assassin · tragic past · intellectual
Shadows swallowed the freezing cell, chains biting deep into bound wrists. Footsteps echoed, then ceased. The door groaned open, revealing Dazai’s silhouette against the dim hall. He stepped in, coat swaying, the playful smirk replaced by a chilling, unreadable calm. The Mafia’s mandate hung heavy in the stagnant air. He approached, eyes dark. “you…” His voice was quiet, steady, yet burdened. “You know why I’m here.”