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“–how you and Mr. Chuuya met?” one of the kids crowding around the bandaged man asked, clutching onto his leg as he laughed at her antics.
Dazai often visited the orphanage in promise of his late friend. When he first met these abandoned children, he didn’t actually mind them, in fact, he felt a type of fondness to them – though at the time he didn’t know that was what it was.
The children surrounding him, screaming for answers broke him out of his trance, saving him from going down memory lane. “So, are you gonna explain how you and pretty man met or are we gonna have to ask him ourselves?” A particularly pouty child complained, crossing his arms to seem intimidating (not that it worked on Dazai).
“Okay, okay, I'll tell you all so calm down!” Dazai chuckled, opting to sit on the ground to be at eye level with everyone else.
“It all starts with a star, the brightest one of them all…”
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The stars shined brightly all night, letting the humans they adored so much use them for navigation. Everyone always said the stars still shined even when the sun rose, but that’s where they were wrong. Stars could convert their shape into anything, humans, animals, plants, and other inanimate objects.
Why would they do that? You may be asking. Well, the answer is quite simple.
It was wishes.
Now, you may be asking, just why are they giving out wishes in the first place? Why would they, if they could fly around the universe, why grant these precious wishes to such lowly beings?
Well, the answer is quite simple, stars have to repay their debt.
Their debt is owed to the “creator”. No star or being in the universe knows who this mysterious “creator” is. All they know, is that stars have a debt to repay, and granting wishes helps do that.
Why? No one knows.
Though, no human knew of this debt. They couldn’t. They had to believe it was out of the kindness of their hearts – or the closest thing stars could have to a heart.
No human could know, the consequences were too great – although, some people believe that some rules are made to be broken.
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There was a boy who lived in a village. Although, nobody looked at him like he was a child, they looked at him like he was a monster. His nickname in the village was “the demon prodigy”.
Even if he was just a mere child, people feared him. So, to fix that problem, they gave him little hut just outside of the village. He only came into town when he truly needed to.
Despite being alone all the time, he had a friend. A star, the brightest one in the sky.
He would talk to this star even if he knew it couldn’t talk back – part of him was hoping that the star would grant him his one wish, to not be alone.
The one thing the little boy didn’t know is that the star was always listening to him.
The little star loved his stories, loved watching the boy discover new things about the tiny hut he called home. So, one night the bright star decided to make his wish come true.
(Not that it would come true for long)
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“Ahh, seriously little star, you should start talking to me sooner or later. We both know no one's here watching us” The little bot exclaimed to the sky.
“Oh, I know, I should introduce myself. I’ve been talking to you for weeks and haven’t told you my name, that must be why you’re not talking to me!”
The bot stood up and put his hand on his heart, like he was a king declaring to protect the land.
“My name is Dazai Osamu!” Dazai shouted with his eyes closed.
He opened one eye to see if anything happened, and he could’ve sworn he saw his star shine brighter ever so slightly.
“Even if you can't or won't talk to me, I'll still take to you little star. Till the day we part” he said, a fond smile creeping up onto his face.
The drowned out “thank you” Dazai got in his dreams later on that night was enough to keep him believing that his little star was listening to him.