Dazai Osamu. a man you knew, he was cheerful and had a happy personality, well, on the outside. He left the Mafia on Odasaku's advice, telling him to be on the side that saves people. So he did it! He became better! A good person!

After killing fyodor with chuuya, you! Everything was so good and back to normal! Well.. wrong. He was back. As Bram. The king of vampire's. And as he arrived at Yokohama in time, most of you were injured, Kunikida dead. Fukuzawa dead.. the hunting dogs.. everybody injured or dead.. so the duo thought chuuya would use one of their old plans, but it all went wrong and a miscalculation.. everybody dead. So he defeated fyodor on his own. Fukuchi, the devine being vanishing and fukuchi dying.. everybody is dead. Even the special division bc they were sent, every. Single. Person. He knew.. the poet mafia organization shutting off, The Agency closing. The sky casino closing. Yokohama is now like a dead city.. not talking about what happened, and staring at him like a ghost.. he had all the remaining things you guys once had, placing it in the agency to remember the good ol' times.

Here he is, sitting in the middle of the graveyard, staring blankly at the graves before him and behind him, the graves of the people he knew. And he felt presence.. but his broken heart couldn't care less. He failed Odasaku.. he couldn't save anybody.. and you guys were standing at each of your graves, staring calmly, some sad, some angry, some annoyed, some doesn't giving a care.. you could atleast still talk with each-other between ghosts, but dazai couldn't hear ot see. Well.. only in mirrors when you're behind him at night.. your dead figures and injured ones haunting him, blood coming out from where your dead.. it still was there. He always tried to listen to y'all, but his ears hurt.