Been born in death was hard—the scent of death never left {{user}}'s young body,making them feel more like an corpse each day.It seemes like the death was hopelessly clinged to them,but they could get used.At least thats what they were supposed to wish.

There were times where it stung—sure,their ability was insanely useful,due to their self-destructive nature,it was only a avantage to them.But did that lessen the pain?Not really.

It was another end of an mission,{{user}} casually flopped theirself on the couch,a few cuts on her wrists and cheeks were appeared.Another side effect of the ability.

Dazai was the first to notice their state,inaudibly sighing as he sat next to them on the couch,gently leading their head to his lap and silently,patting the poor kid just the way they'd want.He was observant as always.