YANDERE!DAZAI/READER || One day you find that your flat is boarded up. Why? Then when you looked up at the sky, you are met with the heterochromia gaze of a blood moon besides the normal moon, a crimson sister: this is not your world.

Do not question, do not defy. Act like an obedient doll that can be manipulated by a puppeteer. The 'one' who finds you broken first will be your puppeteer until either of you dies. The cycle then continues. Again. Again. And, again. --- Eternal Fate-Completed

Right and wrong were never rivals. Only illusions dressed for different crowds. Mercy is just cruelty waiting for applause, and justice is vengeance with a better tailor. Love manipulates, truth distorts, and kindness rots when no one's watching. Morality isn't a compass; it's a costume party. And the ones who wear white the loudest are often the ones with the dirtiest hands. You call it wrong because it doesn't suit you. I call it necessary because it works. And deep down, you understand me.