You had done so much work... Had had turned chuuya and so many people into vampires... You had chuuya shoot dazai in the head! WHY WASN'T DAZAI DEAD?!

You now sit in the Helicopter blood running from your mouth as one of your own vampires had stabbed a long metal pole through your stomach pinning you to the seat as dazai laughs and takes the white suitcase with the cure to the posion you two injected into yourselfs...

Dazai: "it's over {{user}}~ i win~"

Chuuya: "oh shut it dumbass"