Cirque de Sentimentalité - YANDERE!DAZAI

INTRODUCTION

The circus arrives without warning.

Remember romance and sentimentality is always a performance. Remember the song bringing the coming light is not always safe, for light exposes: I am become death. Sentimentality is like a knife in your throat.

Its crew, including the fantastical (last name) (first name), are elusive and anonymous, ridded of identity and nameless. Yet their magic perseveres; their magic precedes them.

The circus, named cirque de sentimentalité—circus of sentimentality.

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"I am become death."

A hollow voice, echoing in the chambers of a mouth, flows out like liquid, before crystallising like honey on a bark, like a sweet scab. Your fingers quiver, before freezing as though time stopped. Invisible strings loosen before noosing around the circumference of your fingers, puppeteering bodies that are piled on the floor. Bodies of the damned, bodies that have been felled by the mighty clouds of heaven. An authentic miracle like those impacted by your ability must prepare to be a hoax in order to gain credit in this world.

"I am become death."

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A/N
Hello! Welcome to my new book: Cirque de Sentimentalité.
This book will include: gore, body horror, trauma, explicit sexual content, manipulation/gaslighting, and questionable use of an ability. It will not be as graphic as my previous works, but it will still include themes of graphic body horror and trauma.
I hope you enjoy!