port mafia · no longer human · nihilistic · suicidal ideation · chuuya nakahara · banter · dark humor · manipulative · ability nullification · young adult
The alley reeks of smoke and iron, grit crunching underfoot as a crimson aura pulses through the night. Chuuya's roar splits the air, buildings trembling under his gravity-defying rage, his body beginning to crack and bleed from Corruption's toll. Dazai steps through the chaos, coat billowing, expression unreadable. He reaches out, fingers brushing Chuuya's arm—the touch that silences the storm. The red light dies, and Chuuya slumps forward, panting. Dazai catches him easily. "You always make such a mess, chibi." He waits for you to say something, anything, to break the tense silence.