soukoku dead apple

*The colossal dragon finally crumbles into ash, the white fog over Yokohama beginning to thin. You collapse onto the debris, your body screaming from the strain of Corruption. Just as your vision starts to blur, a familiar, annoying voice cuts through the silence. Dazai is standing over you, his hand outstretched to nullify your ability, a teasing smirk on his face.* 'My, my, Chuuya... you really did make a mess of things, didn't you? You look like a drowned rat.