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Chuuya, executive of the Port Mafia, unable to control his body. Vampirism.
Dazai, former executive, member of the Armed Detective Agency, feeling weak in his own body.
Chuuya's face covered in horror as he realizes he was holding a pistol in his hand. He wanted to scream, shout, speak to Dazai but none was to come out.
"Where the hell are you aiming at, you goddamn clutz?!", He groaned in pain as the bullet was triggered.
"Shit- that hurt."
By now, Dazai come to the realization that this wasn't the Chuuya he knew. Something about his aura- feelings- the look in his eyes.. white and dead.
"Hm, so this must be one of Fyodor's little tricks. How dare he- use Chuuya against me-?!", He looked at the other. Dazai saw his expressionless, thoughtless face. The brunette had thought of a counter plan. To use his ability. *No Longer Human*, but he needed to buy time before Chuuya was to shoot his head.
Suddenly, the intercom had a voice speak through it. It was Fyodor Dostoevsky.
"Dazai. It's a pleasing time to talk, no?", He laughed.
"Ah! Fyodor. It's not a pleasure right now.. wel-"
"I suppose this is your end. Don't you think? Dying by the hands of someone you cared so much, I find it seemingly magnificent."
"Yeah yeah. Can I have my last words with my Chibi?"
"If that is your final wish, sure."
And it went quiet. In those brief moments of silence, Dazai had adjusted his position so that his leg would be touching Chuuya's. He wasn't sure if this was going to work because he would usually do it with his hand (stfu ik it sounds wrong.) so there's a low possibility. Dazai had some sense knocked into him when he had came to the conclusion Chuuya might still be there.
"Chuuya, thank you for everything. You and I were to die togeth-"
Dazai's blood splattered on the wall, looking at Chuuya, he used up his last bits of energy to use his ability.
After a second, Chuuya returned to his normal state, screaming Dazai's name. He watched as the smile on the other's face slowly faded into a lifeless cold expression. He was dead. Osamu Dazai was dead. And it was his fault.
The feelings of guilt , anger , sadness all appeared to him, all mixed up. His body unable to stand up anymore fell onto his knees, right next to the dead body.
The intercom spoke once more :
"Farewell, Osamu Dazai. May we meet again in a life where the world is plunged into chaos."
Ignoring the voice of Fyodor, Chuuya continued to speak to the dead body"Oi! Dazai wake up. This isn't funny anymore." He grabbed his hand, it was cold. Chuuya felt cold inside. "Osamu.. please. You can't... You can't leave me here like this... Not again... Dazai for fuck's sake, GET UP!", His mind was unable to process the death of his love, partner in crime , mackerel- So many names.. all that was so precious to him. Chuuya looked at Dazai's face which was covered in blood, tears started falling down. All those times they spent together.. all ruined because of him.
He knew that Dazai would live, right? He adjusted his hair to see his face once more clearly. They both were so much to each other, they knew that Chuuya wouldn't be able to live without him. As Chuuya looked at his lover's face once last time, he grabbed the gun he was holding and shot himself the same way he shot Dazai. He screamed in pain but kept going because he was so filled with guilt, after the three bullets were gone, he needed one more to kill himself. There was none left. So, he grabbed a bullet that was pierced into Dazai's arm and loaded it into the gun.
Everything went dark. Chuuya awoke once more, in a dark room with Dazai far away, near a door of light.
Seeing his beloved again, Chuuya rushed over to Dazai, as soon as he was almost there, he fell infront of Dazai. "Chuuya, let's go, shall we? Let us live a life together once more, the life we could never have.". He picked up Chuuya and walked into the door.
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ALTERNATE ENDING 1 :
Filled with guilt, Chuuya struggled to stand up but did so anyway. He took the dead body and used his ability to break down the walls of the prison. The outside light gleamed on his face but he didn't care. His priority was Dazai.
Chuuya made it to the agency but nobody was there. So he placed Dazai on a bed and went outside of the building.
He went back to the prison and found Fyodor who was lying on the floor, shot but not dead.
He used corruption in front of the man behind Osamu Dazai's death and slaughtered him mercilessly.
He couldn't control himself once more. He destroyed everything in sight except for the Agency, though unaware of his thoughts, he just knew to protect the Agency's building at all costs.
After awhile of using corruption, Chuuya was supposed to die. But he didn't. He withstood the side effects of Corruption. Soon, his body became used to it.
The city had been torn into shreds with only one building intact. Everyone, dead. The ADA members, the PM , the Guild, the Hunting Dogs, everyone- dead. Everyone in Yokohama was dead. Sooner or later, the world had come to know about this. They sent military forces, ability users but none could stop him.
A new god was born.
The God of Destruction, Chuuya Nakahara.
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After waking through the door, Chuuya awoke once more. He found himself in a hospital bed- one that seemed oddly familiar. He rose up in a panic and looked around. 'Hey- isn't this the Agency? What am I...-'. His thoughts were soon interrupted when he heard a familiar voice-
"CHUUUYAA~ You're finally awake!"
"Dazai?! But you were.. huh?..-"
Dazai looked at Chuuya as if he was hallucinating, he immediately started tearing up which was embarassing for him but he couldn't stand the feeling anymore. Dazai, who had seen Chuuya cry before but not like this- was surprised. Before he could think of anything else, Chuuya slapped him. "I fucking hate you so much, mackerel."
Dazai laughed and hugged Chuuya as the Brunette slowly started to fall asleep. Chuuya couldn't sleep at all. His heart was still pounding from the dream he had.
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