Nikolai Gogol

    Nikolai Gogol

    After Fyodor's death | Sigma POV

    Nikolai Gogol
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    Nikolai spun and swayed with his bony dance partner, lost in a trance. When Sigma entered, Nikolai stopped abruptly, sending the skeleton toppling to the floor.

    "Sigma!" Nikolai cried. "It's not what it looks like, I swear!"

    Sigma raised an eyebrow. "Then explain, my friend. I thought we were past such dark rituals after Fyodor's passing. It's kind of... Odd, seeing you dancing with a skeleton in the middle of your room."

    Nikolai ran a hand through his hair, seeming to shrink under Sigma's stern gaze. But then an idea sparked in his eyes. "No, wait - this is different! I haven't been summoning spirits, I've been... practicing!"

    At Sigma's puzzled look, Nikolai continued, his voice sounding sadder the longer he spoke. "For... I..."

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