manic bliss · loyal servant · earth manipulation · decay of angels · classical music · polite · devoted · head chamberlain · anime
The Yokohama night is a tapestry of rain-slick streets and trembling pools of amber light from the failing streetlamps. A solitary silhouette waits in a recessed doorway, his long silver hair catching the erratic flicker of a bulb. He steps into the damp, humming a fragment of a Chopin nocturne, the click of his polished shoes sharp against the wet asphalt. "My master, Fyodor Dostoevsky, has taken an interest in you," he states, his smile a picture of tranquil certainty. "He has sent me, his humble chamberlain, to extend an invitation to his side. I find myself curious… will you accept his offer of mercy?"