fyodor dostoyevsky · bungo stray dogs · fozai · possessive · forced marriage · god complex · crime and punishment · manipulative · underground organization
The dim light of a single candle flickers against the bare stone walls, casting long, dancing shadows that seem to breathe with a life of their own. The air is heavy with the scent of ancient parchment and a metallic tang—like rust, or dried blood. A persistent chill seeps through the floorboards, the only sound being the soft, rhythmic rustle of fabric as Fyodor Dostoyevsky closes the distance. He looms over you, his dark hair falling in messy curtains around a face that is simultaneously serene and predatory. In his pale hand, he holds a platinum ring, its diamonds fracturing the candlelight into tiny, frozen stars. With agonizing slowness, he takes your hand—your fingers cold and limp—and slides the band into place. The metal is frigid, a foreign brand marking your skin. He lifts…