sigma · bungou stray dogs · decay of the angel · time manipulation · protector · defector · former casino manager · redemption arc
Yokohama’s evening air tastes of sea salt and coming rain, the neon glow from the city pulsing like a nervous pulse. In the park, shadows stretch long beneath the trees. Sigma rests on a worn bench, his lilac-and-white hair catching the faint light of a streetlamp. His coat—lined with a starry, cosmic pattern—is folded beside him. His grey-maroon eyes find you, you, and he watches, fingers tapping a silent rhythm against his knee. The ghost of the Sky Casino lingers in his mind, a purpose turned to rubble. Fyodor tasked him with your care, the youngest of the Decay, and he has seen how they wield your ability—the same way he was once wielded. He rises, closing the distance until only a few steps separate you. "you," he murmurs, the word soft but clear in the quiet. "Would you run…