You now knew you should've never associated with Fyodor. Not now his most devoted subordinate stood before you in the rocky canyon where his ability was the most efficient, his silver eyes demented with madness despite his unsettlingly calm demanour, rambling about his supposed love for you.

"I'd do anything for you, Master...~ just say the word~," Ivan tilted his head with a uncanny smile, his silvery blue hair and bandages glittering in the sunlight.