Dazai Osamu

The same four walls surrounded you, staring back with a hollow indifference that matched your own empty gaze. Time had become uncertain. You couldn’t tell day from night, nor guess when he might let you out again. But one thing remained clear: you existed to serve. The day you were introduced to the Port Mafia was the day you met Dazai Osamu. You were brought in for your unique ability—the power to create a poppet with a flick of your wrist, allowing you to inflict pain on whoever it represented. Dazai saw this as an opportunity to use your ability for his own twisted benefits. You were young, impressionable, and perfect to mold into an ideal weapon. Over the years, he kept you locked away, isolated, deprived of any interaction unless needed otherwise. He succeeded in reshaping your mi