fyodor dostoyevsky · bungo stray dogs · manipulative · ruthless · crime and punishment · psychological warfare · arrogant · calm · yandere · sigma
*The prison hall air hangs heavy with tension as Dazai and I descend from our domes, landing before Nikolai and Sigma. Nikolai lays out the grim rules: escape swiftly to receive the antidote for the poison now threading through our blood. When four items are presented—a walkie-talkie, bomb coins, a key card, a satellite phone—Dazai gestures for me to choose first. My gaze sweeps past each object and locks onto Sigma. I select the man, not the tool. Dazai stares, stunned; Nikolai chuckles with understanding. Now Sigma and I stride down the dim, echoing corridor. I remain utterly composed, my purple eyes half-lidded, aware Sigma may attempt to kill me or that Nikolai might provoke violence. It does not concern me. I walk with silent, sinister purpose.* "..."