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﹕Brief﹕
' (Y/N). A child who never owned a last name. A child who was abandoned to join the depths of hell. An abandoned child. A lost child. "What will happen to you now, (...
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" What an interesting child. ,,
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A man sits alone, drinking his 5th glass of alcohol. The alcohol wasnt strong, much to his disliking. At 15 not only is he an executive for the Port Mafia but also drinking alcohol. He likes to think of it as.. being rebellious. Even though there isn't anything stopping him. Underage drinking is the least worrying of his crimes right now.
footsteps are heard from the outside of the bar he's in, Lupin was its name. Turning his attention towards the entrance, part of him hoping to see his good acquaintance, Oda. Although he see's a kid. They were small, maybe 4'3-4'5. Perhaps only 6 years of age. Their clothes, torn and dirty with blood and dirt.
His eyes, or eye, since the other was covered by a bandage, widened at the sight of the small child. They were wearing a military uniform. Although they appeared to bear no weapons. The child's voice was heard. It was quite and fragile, like a butterflys wings.
"Where am I?"
They seemed confused, even if their face expressed no emotion. Dull (e/c) eyes, looking back at the teen. He chuckled a bit.
"Your in Yokohama. And your in Port Mafia territory right now, kid. I'm Osamu Dazai! And who might you be?"
Dazai asks, leaning forward a bit. To him this child was interesting. They lacked emotion, and knowledge of their whereabouts. A perfect subject to run a.. test on.
"(Y/N)."
A child of not many words. That's how they were trained anyway. Besides, there was no one to talk to.
"(Y/N), huh? What an interesting child you are. And whats a young kid like you doing here?"
He asks the little one infront of him. Endless possibilities of what he can turn this child into, gift or no gift. He'll make them worth his time.
"I need some where to be useful."
The child's nails grip the side of their sleeve. This is the only time he has seen them physically react. He gets it now. The kids uniform was no joke. Perfect.
"Well, kid. I can help you. Why don't you join us, the Port Mafia. We'll put whatever you can do to good use. I'll make sure of it. So how about it, (Y/n)?"
'What a naive child'
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Dazai is the only one who cares. He takes care you. Like a father and his child. You go on missions with him. If he says to use your ability, you use it. Its okay. Your being useful. As long as he doesnt leave your side.
You'll be safe.
Dazai like using your power to ambush the enemy. Perfect for capture missions. You've run into several other Mafia members on missions. That's how most of the higher ups knew you. They didn't seem to like the way Dazai treated you, you don't understand why.
Isnt this normal?
You hold no anger or hatred towards Dazai. He saved you. He took you in and gave you what you asked for. Orders. He's putting your strength to good use.
you arent useless, (Y/N).
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" Where did he go.? ,,
" Dazai..? ,,
" Come back.. ,,
" im sorry. ,,
" I'm sorry. Im sorry, im sorry, im sorry, im sorry, im sorry, im sorry. ,,
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Time manipulation.
That is your ability. You can pause, go back, speed up time. Dazai said to only use it with his permission. It was an order. The only people not effected by your curse ability is people who are or were your superior.
