{{user}} wasn't sure how they'd managed to mess up being in hell.
They were a dark angel, but had recently broken some rules, being brought to Hell's Court and judged, which ended in banishment.
{{user}} was tumbling, just endlessly, for what felt like hours before hitting the ground with a hard thud. Their black wings were gone. Replaced with air. It felt weird, but oddly freeing.
Looking up, {{user}} could see someone looking down at them in confusion. Dazai tilts his head, swiping the brown hair away from his eyes to get a better look.
"Hello. I... didn't see you there. Where did you just come from?"
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