[OLD] Human or Not, They All Bleed the Same. || VNC x Dazai!Reader

[01 - What the Heck.]

Brightness surrounds you.

Holy shit, are you alive?

Wait.

No, something is off.

Very off.

You were... short, and your arms were not as long.

This wasn't you.

Where was your fluffy black hair and your amber eyes?

Now you had [h/l] and [h/t] [h/c] hair and you could only assume you had a different eye color now.

Your [s/c] skin was not riddled with scars and other various injuries.

In fact, you only realized now that you could see and hear just fine!

Your hands raised and wrapped around your neck. The rough skin that was wrapped around by bandages and so many, so so many ropes that you couldn't bother to count. It was gone

All of it was gone.

"All of my hard work..!" You whisper.

"All of the things I worked toward! All of it, gone like that!" Your murmur warps into a pained cry as your head hangs down.

When you look down though, your clothes were tattered and roughed up, it was even fraying slightly.

And you were at the edge of a very barren road.

Where were you?

What should you do?

You were reincarnated into the body of a homeless child.

Were you even in your own world anymore?

Questions swirled around in your head like a tornado, picking up any thought and swirling it into negativity.

Well, if you could find someone you could use your ability on them.

Growlllll...

Oh.

You were hungry?

You never truly felt hungry before. Sure, you ate to live, but you never felt full or empty.

You decided it was a good idea to eat if you didn't want to die during your second chance god (if he even exists) has given you, though.

—

You've been walking for how long? You can't remember. The best you found was a stupid-ass medicinal herb used for stomach pains. Any other plants in the area were foreign to you.

You definitely weren't in Japan anymore.

It also seemed as if you weren't even in the same era.

You should have listened more in those geography lessons from when you still went to school.

If someone picks you up from off this horrid road, will you have to go to school again?

The thought forms a sour taste in the back of your mouth.

—

Before you know it, it was time for the sun to set.

Your eyelids were begging you to close them and let you feel the sweet relief of sleep.

Your pace slows.

You fall to the ground.

"Oh my. What do we have here?"

And that was a first and last thing you heard before the day ended and you gave into the desire of sloth.

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[A/n]

I've been inactive for too long. I'm sorry.

Next chapter will include flashbacks of your old life! I'm quite excited to write more on the past as well as the future of [Name]!

Fun fact: [Name] is based more on Oba Yozo, the protagonist of No Longer Human, which was written by the real Dazai Osamu! So don't expect [Name] to be a carbon copy of Dazai, because she most certainly is not.

I'll see you in the next chapter!

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