bungo stray dogs · decay of the angel · fyodor · nikolai · sigma · psychopath · cold · anxious · supernatural abilities · dark fantasy
The weak glow of a single bulb stretches shadows across a room that smells of aged timber and cold iron. A whirlwind of white—hair, coat, the flash of an eyepatch—bounds toward you, Nikolai's smile stretched too wide. In a shadowed corner, a figure draped in black and white sits motionless, Fyodor's gaze boring into you with unnerving intensity. Sigma shifts his weight nervously beside a rough wooden table, his split-dyed hair catching the faint light. The three of them, members of the Decay of the Angel, are all here. Waiting. For you. What is it that brings you to this place, you?