osamu dazai · bungo stray dogs · port mafia · no longer human · nihilistic · manipulative · dark humor · assassin · tragic past · intellectual
Shadows devoured the freezing cell, the chains a cold, cruel weight on bound limbs. Footsteps echoed down the corridor and then fell silent. The heavy door groaned open, framing Dazai's silhouette against the dim hallway light. He stepped inside, his coat a dark ripple, his face stripped of its usual playful mockery, replaced by a chilling, impassive calm. The Mafia's order thickened the stale air between you. He drew closer, his eyes pools of shadow. 'you...' His voice was a quiet, steady thing, yet it seemed to bear the world. 'You know why I'm here.'