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tiredrxtz · 6 months ago
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New beginnings: down with the sinners [Part 1/3]
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T’was a dreary night when two stars destined apart finally aligned, their shine— blinding yet enrapturing —seen throughout both heaven and hell alike; a symbol that shattered through Japans history.
This was, without a doubt, the recreation of two beings that died two very different deaths on the same hour but on two very different days...
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It was so dreadfully boring being kept in the depths of a citadel dungeon in the middle of the forest, hanging from the wall by nothing but chained wrists. There was no telling what time of day it was; days could’ve turned into nights and Fyodor wouldn’t have know.
However, despite being conducted to such torture methods, Fyodor did not yield nor did he give into the aching sensation that settled within his body— a silent plea that forged many to confess their crimes.
Yet he was no criminal, in fact he was a traitor— that’s what he was deemed to be. On the orders of Count Bram Stocker, he was played for a fool; he had been charged (mostly under suspicion) for trespassing into forbidden land and being a spy from a neighboring land.
What a joke. Like he’d allow some useless king to have the upper hand over him...
Being a prisoner held at capture for such heinous things did prove to be quite the bore. There was nothing to do but stand around and listen to the conversations of the guards that often switched places between dusk and dawn. Everyday was practically the same; but today was rather different and Fyodor appreciated the change...
“The Count want this criminal at mid city?” One of the knights abrupt disbelief echoed through the small underground chamber. Fyodor’s eyes gleamed a sinful crimson at the sudden news— today will prove to be a spectacle indeed.
Unlike all those fantasy books that scribed the tale of criminals being killed while in transportation portraying a fake reasoning, Fyodor’s journey to the city centre was rather peaceful— the guards left him alone and he had the chance to gaze into the evening skies once more.
That alone meant that something important was to occurs and he was summoned to witness the deed on purpose— on an order perhaps?
There were thousands, if not, millions of people gathered around the spectacle housed in the centre when Fyodor was forced to his knees next to the vampire that captured him. The people didn’t pay heed towards his figure and yet instead continued their chanting of—
“Down with the sinner, long live the lord!”
As much as Fyodor liked the ideology of being gods messenger, he truly wondered if the beings inhabiting earth were even human; the violent verdicts conducted on those who wronged the rules were nothing a human would recommend but be such things a demon would spew.
Reality was a confusing spectrum that not even he understood but there was one thing that settled in his mind at the end of the day: Sinners must die and the lord must live— and being the messenger of the Devine meant becoming a sinner to unravel the blade of divinity...
“Proceed with the onslaught.” Bram commanded lowly, his piercing crimson gaze never strayed far from the sight before him.
Eyes boring into the crowd, Fyodor could just about make a discrete vision of a silhouette perched upon a stage, their hands restrained to the pole that loomed above them; it was a girl...
The female didn’t seem much older than he was, perhaps she was even younger; She stood unaffected by the common people’s discrimination and simply gazed at the wooden surface below her own feet.
Ah, an execution.
”With being charged several times with the allegation of witchcraft, today, Y/n L/n shall no longer take her final stand against humanity and instead will be purified by the flames of god!” A man preached from beside the young girl, holding a flaming torch to the people in accomplishment, earning cheers of joy from the crowd.
what a pity.
Fyodor expected the girl to plead for mercy before the executioner like most did when put on similar trials of death, but... she did nothing at all...
For the first time in his life, Fyodor wished to know what was going on in somebody else’s head— he wanted to know everything that played before her in her mind as the man dropped the source of fire onto the stack of hay surrounding her.
he...wanted to know her name...
“A pity, really.” Bram spoke sternly yet not directly towards the crown or his guards, this was directed towards him.
“May I ask what it is that you find so pitiful?”
“You humans taking another’s life just because somebody pointed a finger—what kind of humans are you if all you do is play follow the leader?”
“sometimes people need someone else to take their blame, it’s a natural way of life. Humans cannot feel nothing more than humanity if they do not commit a sinners act.”
The Count did not dare speak after that but Fyodor could feel his piercing gaze on him as he sat motionless on the ground, peering at the burning corpse of the young girl.
The beige maiden dress cascading her figure was burnt from the waist down as the flames grew higher and higher. For the first time, Fyodor met her [e/c] eyes head on.
They were just like his own; blank yet held an abyss stronger than hell itself...
The guards surrounding the Count and himself gaped in disbelief and horror, as did the crowd, when the girl being burnt to death before their very own eyes managed to remove a single hand from the restraints and reach outwards.
Fyodor couldn’t compel himself to gaze away. Her hand was covered in the soot of the flaming ashes spewing into the atmosphere but that didn’t seem to stop her from cradling the air as if it were a face.
“....A human born to be different from the rest; a wondering soul that carried humanity to its end...”
From there on out, Fyodor couldn’t help but visualize that very girls death over and over again in his mind. Even when he was escorted back to the dungeon, those fake flames of god burned at the pure self hidden away deep within him, leaving the impure counterpart behind...
The sinner he had been made to act as was no fake facade, he was a sinner born through both spirit and soul....
T’was a night so dreary when Fyodor was impaled by a spear, a death recommended by the Count Bram Stocker himself.
A suitable way to rid the world of his sinful body.
What had made history was never seen again because, after both dreadful nights, the two stars that shone hand in hand, despite being destined apart, vanished and never shone again...
That left the sky devoid of purity, leaving nothing but a vulnerable canvas of evil...
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iztea · 8 months ago
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awkward helicopter ride back home
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venelona · 4 months ago
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is... is that why he's dressed up like that...
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cosmicquilt · 1 year ago
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Overdramatic to the very "end"...
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crisisaegyl · 1 year ago
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Just a reminder that Dazai is never going to live down what happened in Mersault.
(Chuuya is never going to let him forget it)
Its been weeks. they are still consuming my every waking thought.
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originalartblog · 1 year ago
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well Chuuya??? was it????
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ninfadora7 · 1 year ago
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✨BSD SEASON 5 FINALE✨
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sskk-manifesto · 1 year ago
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It's Shin Soukoku Starting
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diagonal-queen · 1 year ago
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so many things happened and so few of them actually settled in. meme making is the only way i can process
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sorcerersandskillusers · 1 year ago
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So im still in shock from the new episode but i want to point out that all of the skk angst that came out after 101 and 109 was just destroyed in one go.
all of the art and breakdowns of how much chuuya was suffering having to hurt dazai and it turns out he chose to shoot dazai like 3 extra times (I don't blame him, i love dazai but he does kind of deserve it)
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This was 100% not part of the plan and was Chuuya relieving some pent up aggression
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dailynakaharachuuya · 1 year ago
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Mori used like super glue to glue on the vampire teeth and now Chuuya has vampire teeth forever-
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xinvisiblestringsx · 9 months ago
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Thinking about how Dazai gave Akutagawa the reason to live he promised for by making him and Atsushi the new soukoku because when him and Chuuya became a duo Chuuya became his reason to live.
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iztea · 1 year ago
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if you know the reference I'm giving you a cookie
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venelona · 2 months ago
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coping with 119
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anyanary · 1 year ago
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An anime has never pissed me off to the point where I felt the need to redraw something yeT HERE WE ARE
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degenerateshinji · 1 year ago
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did i fix it
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