Dazai from the Dark Era Dug Up My Grave

Tan had lived for more than forty years in a world where literature had withered away. He had seen the names of a few familiar writers, but none of his friends.

Then one day, he saw a child whose face was unmistakably that of a friend from his previous life.

What kind of story was this, where I was born before you, but by the time you were born, I was already old?

Still, that didn’t matter. He promptly invited the child to meet him, only to be shot dead by a treacherous subordinate the day he returned to Yokohama.

Was he cursed with the worst luck imaginable?

He died with a heart full of resentment.

Fifteen years after his death, his friend dug up his grave and pulled him out.

Theme: People need to learn to accept their own imperfections.