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[ JUNE 13TH, 1948 ]
A famed author and his lover had died this day, entwined as they fell into a river with the will of their own. Police reports state that on the initial search for the missing two, only a few items were found. The listed items were: 1-2 Small bottles, a glass plate, a pair of scissors, and a compact. Yet on recovering the body, only the lovers had been found. A red cord, ripped at the supposed middle, and the famed man was never found. The police dubbed it a double suicide, knowing the mans nature. Even from a young age his attempts failed, one after the other. So under what they had left, they deemed it as his final yet successful attempt.
Yet years later, closer to the western world in a world where he was deceased, would the near dead man start again.
Osamu Dazai. That was his name, he found a desire to die all within his life, it should've had no effect on his being. After all, he deemed himself no longer amongst humanity, only the closest to a human he had been with his lover: Sacchan. His eyes looked at her, a dead look yet a small light of love as both ends of a red cord was tied together.
Looking at her eyes, beautiful blue eyes..he smiled and let the words leave.
“ Sacchan? ”
Looking up, she spoke back. “ Yes? ”
“ ..Now we’ll be together forever. ” And with a smile, he held her hand and approached the rapid river.
His lover..Sacchan…she was like an angel sent down to save humanity, the kost unsavable. He was among them, and he had been chosen for this fate. Looking down, his smile couldn't help but get larger. Oh how it was a man eating river..perfect for this night. As his lover approached at the side, a final breath was taken before they both plunged into the freezing waters below them.
Ah..how disappointing. Not even moments later had he swallowed the water and begun trying to swim back up. Yet, even a man like he— one who deemed himself no longer human, found himself at his body’s weakest point as he instead got dragged away with his beloved. Looking over, his hair swayed away from his eyes, Sacchan eye’s were closed..yet so calm. She was content, content with this double suicide. She was so happy— and his heart couldn't bear to steal this opportunity away from his love.
To die a double suicide meant that the love was true, forever entwined. Yet he? He wasn't fit..no longer, he wasn't fit for Sacchan’s happiness. A desperate pull on the cord found himself swallowing more water, eyes fading out as his head cracked and blood dyed the murkey waters a rich red..ah, was this his end? Hitting his head against a rock or so..fitting, he wouldn't even be able to die on his own accord. As his being faded, a ringing began in his ears before all noise halted, leaving only a body within the freezing waters, a boundry between two nations.
Within the grounds of a village near Scotland, deep below the murky waters, creatures of the sea circled around a new kin of the dementor had appeared alongside a new fate for this world. A fate that wasn't unnoticed by the headmaster..an eye was raised by Albus Dumbldore as his eyes caught sight of the merpeople pushing something— no..someone up to the surface. So he stood and began to walk, down to Hagrid and Poppy Pomfrey— two who could help. Both were there for their own reasons, Hagrid due to the nature of his house and Pomfrey to restock for the new students.
“ Albus, why are you down so late? ” Looking up, Madam Pomfrey put down the bandages and looked over, Hagrid following close behind. “ Why’er you down at this time? You're around with Fawkes about now, aren’t you? ” Alubus said nothing, only stroking his beard a bit before speaking. “ Hagrid, go outside and take Poppy with you, down to the lake. ” And with a turn, he looked up. “ What i need is there. ”
Although perplexed, both nodded and left for the Black Lake. For Poppy, she brought along a small bag with basic medical supplies whilst Hagrid helpee carry a second bag of slightly more advanced items. Steps into the foggy weather didn't stir much until the lake began to come into view, seeing a body slowly getting pushed to the shore before ripples indicated creatures swimming away. Panic engulfed Poppy whilst Hagrid went over and pulled the unconscious author out, blood staining the grass below him.
Those are the only known details of the night, after that all records were lost..but now, the boundries of life and death has lifted and this story may begin.