Stray magica || AU

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What did Atsushi have to lose?

He was just a kid. He didn't know what he was signing up for.

Without a second thought , he grabbed the crystal.

His body shook and itched , tingling and burning. Ribbons crawled over his bones , causing him to fall over at the new sensation.

The once red crystal burned blue , deteriorating into a new shape before crashing into Atsushi.

A stabbing pain. It wasn't new , in fact , it was barely even scary to Atsushi.

He stumbled to his feet , the strange man was staring disappointedly at the gemstone floating above his "wand."

A.. wand? No , sceptre.

"What wasted potential." The strange man huffed and disappeared into a strange light.

Being left alone to learn about being a magical girl wasn't his worst issue.

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He had easily escaped the orphanage not long after that , running around yokohama and killing any witch he came across.

Being a magical girl was not as hard as one might think.

However, one particular thing changed his routine he had followed three years.

One mistake had lead to him cornered and unable to safely kill a witch.

Is this how magical girls die?

No , it can't be , he won't die!

He shut his eyes and tried to focus his magic in one place , but right before he let the magic hit..

"You can open your eyes." A voice laughed , causing him to almost drop his wa- sceptre. (he'd get it right one day. He was sure of it.)

"W-who are you?" Atsushi tried to sound confident , clutching his sceptre.

"My name is Osamu Dazai." The man , Dazai , smiled. "I can see by your sceptre type, You're a fated armed detective agency member."

This made Atsushi stare at him blankly.

"Of course , you can always deny fate." He dropped off his broom. "But the consequences can twist the world entirely."

"So.. where exactly is the detective agency?" Atsushi sighed. He was naive and stupid enough to become a magical girl ,  but he was not dumb enough to mess with the fabric of time.

"Oh? Well , I am a member. Just come with me." He held a hand out to him.

Atsushi took his hand , being pulled onto the broom and dragged away.

"You know.. I really wish you weren't trying to kill that witch." Dazai sighed. "Maybe then I could have succeeded in getting it to destroy my sceptre."

"..what?" Atsushi questioned.

"Hm? Our sceptre is basically our lifespan drained into an object , that's why if you leave it too long or you're too far away it can cause you to become ill." He explained. "If our sceptre is broken , that's our life , we die."

Atsushi processed that information , it's similar to what he thought. "So , we can't die unless our sceptre is broken or taken from us?"

"You catch on pretty quick."

Atsushi was not sure whether this was a blessing or a curse , and he couldn't really debate it with the wind hitting him so hard it felt painfully like bruises. Seriously , why did Dazai fly so fast?

This was the first of many changes Atsushi would go through.

It was weirdly nostalgic..
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