[ Dazai is the very benchmark for dragging the monumental weight of every cross he bears with him, no matter how small his steps forward may be. He cannot bring himself to let go of a history that has become his very mantra for living.
"Be on the side that saves people... Become a good man."
Odasaku's words ring in his ears to the beat of his own heart, and they might as well be, with how ingrained they've become in his progress. Before those words had been spoken, Dazai had never believed himself to be anything even near to a shade of decent. And yet after hearing them he'd taken up a mantle and the beliefs that drive his every action now.
How can you not be a product of your past?
Dazai is a strange and awful amalgamation of a dying man's final words and a broken child's terrible taste of a life full of the darkest evils. He cannot ever separate the two halves of himself, bury and subdue, but never divide them and become wholly good without the taint of his darker self.
Linneus should be no different. And the same goes for everyone else. ]
Is it fair to expect trust from you without earning it?
[ He turns Linneus's words around, posing the reverse as a question. Because it's a valid notion to ponder. Relying on others doesn't happen without work. Placing faith in people without evidence that your investment is worthwhile is simply foolish or just naive. It's a sure fire way to end up disappointed.
Paranoia is one thing; unhealthy as a rule and dangerous in the worst of times. But being cautious about others has kept him alive more instances than he can count on both hands.]
I'll do my best not to.
[ Dazai can't make promises, when a person's heart tends to do as it pleases without ever consulting the parties it involves or even reason. But, this much is still more than he affords others who make his acquaintance. ]
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[ Dazai is the very benchmark for dragging the monumental weight of every cross he bears with him, no matter how small his steps forward may be. He cannot bring himself to let go of a history that has become his very mantra for living.
"Be on the side that saves people... Become a good man."
Odasaku's words ring in his ears to the beat of his own heart, and they might as well be, with how ingrained they've become in his progress. Before those words had been spoken, Dazai had never believed himself to be anything even near to a shade of decent. And yet after hearing them he'd taken up a mantle and the beliefs that drive his every action now.
How can you not be a product of your past?
Dazai is a strange and awful amalgamation of a dying man's final words and a broken child's terrible taste of a life full of the darkest evils. He cannot ever separate the two halves of himself, bury and subdue, but never divide them and become wholly good without the taint of his darker self.
Linneus should be no different. And the same goes for everyone else. ]
Is it fair to expect trust from you without earning it?
[ He turns Linneus's words around, posing the reverse as a question. Because it's a valid notion to ponder. Relying on others doesn't happen without work. Placing faith in people without evidence that your investment is worthwhile is simply foolish or just naive. It's a sure fire way to end up disappointed.
Paranoia is one thing; unhealthy as a rule and dangerous in the worst of times. But being cautious about others has kept him alive more instances than he can count on both hands.]
I'll do my best not to.
[ Dazai can't make promises, when a person's heart tends to do as it pleases without ever consulting the parties it involves or even reason. But, this much is still more than he affords others who make his acquaintance. ]