Chuuya stood there, looking down at the body of his partner, Dazai. The blood gushed from his forehead due to the bullet that was shot at him. Chuuya’s eyes were widened and full of despair, gaze soon turned to the person holding the gun, the person who just managed to kill his partner, in front of him, because Chuuya was too busy arguing to realize someone was trying to kill Dazai.

Chuuya started to quietly laugh as he glanced from the person down to Dazai’s motionless body. His eyes filled with tears that were begging to escape down his face, then returning back to look at the person. Chuuya soon started to slip off his gloves, his mind already not in the right place, he started his chant to corruption.

“Grantors… of dark disgrace, you need not wake me again.”

Chuuya spoke quietly between a few shaky breaths. Knowing he’ll be unable to stop the destruction and rage of corruption without Dazai alive, until it eventually kills him. The beautiful red corruption markings formed on Chuuya’s skin, the ground breaking beneath him yet keeping from harming the body of his partner. Chuuya started to laugh as he released all his control to the god inside him, Arahabaki. Chuuya’s body instantly flies up as it makes balls of compressed gravity that act as if they were their own black holes, sending them to the person with no remorse, killing them in one simple act.

His body laughed as it now started to destroy the rest of the area in a blind state of destruction now that it eliminated the enemy. Yet throughout all the destruction, somehow it seemed like Chuuya gained some control, just by how his partner’s body is laying there, motionless, without being destroyed or even slightly harmed throughout all of this.