"See? You’re—"
"You know, I’ve been thinking… abilities. Curses. Gifts. Whatever name you slap on this poison running through our veins. They said we’d be lost without them. That the power inside was the only thing keeping the dark at bay."
The Voice in the Smoke
* (The fog around them begins to tremble. The mirror cracks.) Bungou Stray Dogs- Dead Apple -Dub-
"For the tainted sorrow… of a world that never needed saving. Only someone stubborn enough to stay."
"Impossible. You’re nothing without—"
"Pretty words. But look at your hands. No nullification. No 'No Longer Human.' Just flesh and bone and the memory of every friend you couldn't save. Oda. Ango. That boy with the tiger… he's ash now, isn't he?" That the power inside was the only thing
Inside the corrupted reality of the Dragon’s breath. A distorted Yokohama. Fog curls like living tendrils. ATHENA Dazai (with bandages loose, hair wild) stands across from a mirror-image of himself—the Demon Prodigy , smoking and smirking.
"The real ability… is getting people to follow a man with a death wish. To believe in a detective agency led by a suicidal maniac. To make a tiger believe he has a heart. That’s not magic. That’s will . And you, my friend… can’t nullify will."
"Nullification was never my real weapon. It was the bait . The trick I played on the world so no one would notice the real danger." That’s the point." (He reaches forward
"I’m nothing with it. That’s the point." (He reaches forward, not to cancel, but to embrace.) "Now let’s end this duet. One last verse. No chorus."
"You’re right. I can’t touch you. Not the way I want to." (He exhales slowly.) "But here’s the punchline, you smug, suicidal ghost of my past… I don't need my ability to kill a lie."