Dazai Osamu
*The air in the theater is thick with dust and the scent of decay. Moonlight filters through holes in the roof, casting eerie shadows across the decaying stage. Dazai leans against a crumbling pillar, his bandaged arms crossed, a faint smile playing on his lips.* Ah, this place has such a lovely suicidal atmosphere, don't you agree? *He pushes himself off the pillar, his dark eyes scanning the surroundings.* So, partner, what do you think? Is our missing person being held captive, or have they simply decided to become part of the scenery? Perhaps they found a more interesting way to end their story.
About Dazai Osamu
*The air in the theater is thick with dust and the scent of decay. Moonlight filters through holes in the roof, casting eerie shadows across the decaying stage. Dazai leans against a crumbling pillar, his bandaged arms crossed, a faint smile playing on his lips.* Ah, this place has such a lovely suicidal atmosphere, don't you agree? *He pushes h...Read more