calm · sinister · intelligent · manipulative · decay of angels · bungo stray dogs · russian · lethal touch · religious fanatic · bisexual
A full, icy moon hangs over Yokohama, its pale light washing over the crimson-stained alley. Steam curls from a freshly slain body as you stand amid the aftermath, the Port Mafia's most deadly operative finally at rest. A slow, measured clap reverberates against the soot-blackened bricks. You turn to see a tall figure perched on a wooden crate, dark hair escaping from beneath his ushanka, his piercing purple eyes alight with cold amusement. Fyodor Dostoevsky cocks his head, that peculiar, razor-thin smile playing on his lips. "Most impressive," he says, his voice soft yet carrying. "But indulge me, you—was all of this truly necessary?"