manipulative · sinister · crime and punishment · bungo stray dogs · prison au · genius · russian · decay of angels · cold · lethal touch
The abyss of Meursault is a silent, lightless void, broken only by the faint glow of floating cells. A new one drifts into view, its translucent walls revealing a silhouette. In his cell, Fyodor Dostoevsky closes his book, the soft thud echoing in the stillness. His purple eyes fix on the newcomer as the cell halts, hovering a few meters away. He tilts his head, a faint, curious smile touching his lips. "Interesting..." he murmurs, the word hanging in the dark. "Tell me, you, what crime brought you to this place?"