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He’s done.
All the war, all the conflict, he just wants Akutagawa right now. But he’s dead. He wants hanging out with Kyouka, eating premium crepes every Sunday, but they will arrest them if they step a kilometer close to the crowd. He wants Dazai to tell him what to do, but he is in jail now. Kunikida has blown himself, from what he was heard.
The day they take the mission, is the day that the agency met their end.
The decay of angels- No Fyodor, that pest, that rat. He is the reason for all. All for a book to revert reality. Good grief, Dazai has the book. He knew something is suspicious about that suicide book during the night he discovered his ability.
Just one peek and all the shock brought to him. Prawn, that’s he was. The important prawn for Dazai to save the world.
He thought Dazai was high and writing some fairy tales. To think of the info and what happened. It is what exactly happened. Despite Ranpo’s advice to not accept the request, the whole agency ignore his advice and go on accepting the request. Atsushi has no ground of agreeing nor disagreeing with the idea.
Which became the whole weird point for him. Ranpo is currently the smartest person he had ever met. However the president TOO insisted on accepting the mission, despite after Ranpo telling him the whole story.
It is the time Atsushi realize that Dazai wrote the same thing before.
The Armed Detective Agency didn’t accept advice from Edogawa Ranpo, even the President. Ranpo was devastated and he…
Storm out of the meeting room. Just like what Dazai wrote. Amazing right.
Atsushi laughs and cries the same time. What he had got on to. He really want Dazai and Akutagawa. This strings of fate is a pain in his ass he wants to escape from this hell hole.
Once you rip this paper, time will revert. Back to the time where you want to be. Isn’t this fantastic, Atsushi!?
He widens his eyes. Is the paper still there? He fishes out his pocket. A small hard card paper is going to be tear in any moment. He wouldn’t be picky what he would have now. He got this paper a week before the mass murder, he went to shopping with Gin.
Sister-in-law bonding time, he can say.
He sighs as he looks beside him. Kyuoka laying on top of the concrete ground, sleeping soundly. He looks at the paper intensely. It is almost morning by the time, the sun rise is coming.
Atsushi stands up, the hunting dogs and the ministry will soon find them in this abandoned building anytime soon.
Unconsciously he rips the paper.
“Hello, Atsushi. Glad we met again.”
Atsushi blinks to see himself in a dark void. There is someone in front of him. It is a girl, a woman, and then a man. This person is capable of shapeshift Atsushi thought to himself.
“I give you 10 points for that”
Atsushi is startled. How did he-
“I have the ability, to copy abilities of others, on the first look of their use of their ability. Therefore I had met someone will a mind-reading ability, space creation. Time reverting ability.”
Atsushi’s eyes widen. “Can you help me!?’ he asks, but it sounds more like a plead when the words are out.
“Of course, but… I need you to do something for me”
“What is it?” Atsushi’s breath stutters. The man shapeshifted to a child at 7-9 age.
“Take the immortality ability I give you”
The child’s request is the most unexpected request. He can never predicted that kind of question. “What kind of immortality?” He asks. “You cannot died, you can deal with that monster regeneration of yours. Immortality can let you live for forever.!” The last sentence caught Atsushsi’s attention.
“Can I-?” “Share your lifespan, what do you think?” the child smirks. Atsushi sweats. I take that for a yes. “Exactly, so you have accept my ability. Time for me to revert the time. When?”
Atsushi stays silent for a while and answers. “Before Dazai and I met”
The child snaps his fingers. “Before you and that Dazai met it is! Then 4 days before you two met because I want you to test your survival skills. Maybe eat some birds to fill that hungry stomach of yours. I won’t revert your physical state nor your mentally state, and not your ability control. Plus I assume you haven’t ate for a long time, no?”
The child got him right. “Yeah… It is hard to buy something without alerting everyone with my terrorist powers” He laughs.
*Growl*
Atsushi stops his laughing, his cheeks went red. The child holds his laughter and makes a soft *pfft* sound. That went on by 2 minutes of Atsushi saying a sorry and the child explaining the rules to him.
“You get it all?? No telling anyone before today… Which is 1957 July 28th. I will revert you back to the timeline of 1955 April 15”
Atsushi nods in understanding. The child smiles and starts to chant some word he don’t know.
Then a gust of wind surround him, he closes his eyes as he felt his body starts to spin. Nause built up in his guts even with his eyes closed.
Soon the cold feeling from the room turn to the warn feeling hitting his skin.
Atsushi opens his eyes to met the setting sun. His formal suit is now replaced with the orphanage clothes. He activated his ability, still got full control of it. He rolls his sleeves to show his semi-muscle.
He breathes in the warm sunlight. And his eyes gleam with excitement, he is going to change the future for sure.
*Growl*
However before he changes the future, he really to fill his hungry stomach.
His eyes caught a crow flying past his head.
Then tonight’s appetizer will be you, then mr.crow.