No Longer Human Dazai Novels & Stories

she shouted at me, waving me in. She didn't have to ask me twice I took off my pants and went in after her and she went out further until the water covered her chest. As I got closer to her, she began splashing at me, laughing. I could listen to her laugh all day. Dakota popped up. "Looks like you made her happy." I laughed at him. "Yeah, I think so. Hopefully she remembers this when we tell her about us, and the pack." Dakota nodded. "I still think it's odd we have this much attraction towards a human." Dakota was right. It is really odd we're this attracted to someone that doesn't have wolf.

Some called for her death. Behind the camera Adaeze watched the secondary feed from the medical wing. Damien’s heartbeat had flatlined twice. The healers could not keep him stable. The silver was winning. Zara kept speaking. "My children were injected with a serum that stripped their bloodline. They are human now. There is no threat from them. There is no threat from me. Stop hunting us." A soft sound came from the hallway. Footsteps. Slow. Heavy. Damien walked into the frame.

I explained as he shrugged. “You know you never did answer my question earlier. The reason you like humans.” I informed him as he walked to the swinging bench of my yard. Azreal sat on it quietly as I sat down beside him before he leaned back and stared at the moon. “I am human too so I can’t hate humans but I can’t accept them until I met her.” Azreal said as he created an image of his a young lady. She had long white hair with amber green eyes that popped out so much in her dark skin. She was beautiful, tall, pleasant to the eyes and the brightest of smile.

- She no longer cries, she is attentive to what I say. -That we both loved each other, and we always ended up getting back together as if it were magnets, even when we stopped fighting for it. It was something we couldn't control. She nods her head. I doubt that I have understood it perfectly, but it helps me as long as I have stopped crying. I get up to go back inside our house when her little voice stops me. -Who was he? I form a slight smile before speaking his name aloud. -Azael.

DAHLIA : The High Priestess; a person believed who had lived thousands of years ago. She participated in the war and used the power of the wish granter to have a land for humans. Dotoria worshipped her like a deity despite her humanity. For them, she was an angel sent by heaven. For other races, she was a cheater who stole the wish granter from the competition and made her own rules. She was a brave human for ones, a villain for others. Personally, I wasn’t attracted that much to her story. However, I was interested in her ability to see the shadows.

They're now being hunted down, and it's no use to keep being sad of what has been lost. “When everything gets back to what they are in the past, we'll go here. Me, you, papa, and DaeDae. We could invite your good friend Eden too, as long as she pays for the fuel.” Dior snickered, lightening up the mood. Farrah found that he likes to joke around now, no longer as stiff as he used to be back when he was still human. Though Farrah found this change peculiar, she wasn't complaining. This change brought more warmth to his usual cold personality. It's funny because he looks more human now that he's a monarch, rather than a cold-hearted monster.

Dabria's eyes turned red as the demon vampire started taking over. Within the blink of an eye, Akio was pinned against the wall behind Moon. Dabria's pale and fragile fingers were wrapped around Akio's neck. He growled in amher and tried to break free. But it was of no use. At that moment, he decided to look at Dabria. As soon as his eyes met Dabria's bloodshed eyes, his soul almost left his body. "Human, huh! What do you think about me now? What if I dug my fangs inside your neck and suck your blood out of your fucking body until there is not a single drop of blood inside your blood. Maybe then you can know how not human I really am. Don't try to play with the fire you can't handle." Dabria

A void replaced the pain, but it left a hollow ache. Years passed. I lived as a reaper. Cold. Efficient. Detached. I watched lives end and guided souls to their fates. One gloomy afternoon, I saw my mother's name written in the Death Note. I didn’t flinch.No fear. No sadness. Nothing.... Maybe it’s because I’m no longer human— Just a cold-blooded shell of what I used to be. I reaped my mother’s soul with steady hands. No tears, no hesitation. When it was done, I packed my things and left for Germany— an order from Thanatos.

He explains and I realized why Hana doesn't always talk about him. "As a software developer and legal representative, you are one hell of a talented interior designer" I say smiling and it causes Dai to laugh. My heart skips a beat at that laughter. The man is truly a Greek god. We sip our drinks in silence and I'm stunned when Dai suggest we should slow dance, "I'm not a good dancer, never taken a dance class in my entire life" I tell him "Don't worry I'll teach you everything, I won't mind if you step on my toes" he says and smiles. Who can say no to this face.