No Longer Human Dazai Osamu Novelas e Histórias

-Do you know who Azael is? He looks at me with a terrified face. -Azael Grimm? The new? - I'm not quite sure it's called that, but I nod my head because there aren't many people named Azael in this country. So much less in high school. What's more, I think there is only one person in the world named like that and that is him. -What's the matter with him? - He's the one who bumped into us on the day of the dance, Jason- I say bluntly.

Daisy recalled her period of time in Japan. If she wasn’t too haunted by the death of a girl student who lived in the same house with her colleague called Hana. She wouldn’t have gone to the bar, wouldn’t have gotten drunk and all of the bad problems didn’t happen. Having sex with a strange, unknown man.

“Uh…” Daiso’s mind went blank when he got a good look at Kaze’s face. The God of War? He was the God of War. Daiso stood before the God of War who started a blood massacre and defeated the five strongest nations. The war still haunted Daiso. If there was one person Daiso was afraid of in Arcadia, that would be undoubtedly the God of War. “G-G-G…” Daiso stammered in fear.

"He is not the same as us. Kazuo-kai is a psychic human who cannot die. He is the Immortal Deity." And then, the man smiled. He was remembering their big secret, the secret they had kept all along. "Because it was Kazuo who raised four people who were almost dead. One of those four was me." ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

Azrael said something in Japanese language that no one understood but I knew because Azrael had said it a few times when he was reading me a book. My heart is in your world. It was reference from an old author called Ushio Sakamoto. The book was called ‘Hearts with no bound’. It was about a humanoid male doll whose creator’s dying wish was for the doll to find a purpose to his existence, simply put to find a human that made his core beat and protect that human. He found that emotion with a female human. It was a classic piece that I had Azrael read repeatedly to me because it was romantic but tragic that it made me cry each time.

There is a lot of work to be done. "It was the harvest ground of Osu. The place where men, women, and children were kept in a chain and allowed to die in the cold until any day the land decides to use them as sacrifices for atonement. Your family and mine might as well be down there if some of our fathers had not run away." There was a spark that went from one end of Kachi's eyes to the other. It was of sympathy and anger. Bozo understood the feeling. He could feel them himself. It was part of the reason why he had stayed away from this land.

"I am not what you think, but more than I appear. I would say that I am harmless, but that would be a lie. I am, however, harmless to you." She spoke. I looked her up and down. "Are you not human?" "I am." "Then how are you not harmless?" I know what I said was harsh, but in my world, humans are not seen as dangerous creatures to the rest of us. They can be dangerous to us all and the environment, but, individually, never dangerous. The woman simply smiled, stepping closer to me. "Others would have taken offense, but I understand why you say that. Like is said, I am more than what I appear."