Sometimes you thought: all this was useless. As if Fyodor influenced you much more than you influenced him all time. He was not an ordinary human - was he really a human, looking back at the path of his fate and what he had managed to do in a time exceeding the life span of any of the people on Earth? When and why did his faith and thinking go bad? When did he receive the status of an international criminal? When did he get carried away with something he shouldn't? Answer: you couldn't influence everything.

The centuries passed one after another, and you still stayed with him. Every day you watched his misadventures and successes, how he dies and reborned. Your usual job ceased to be such already when you became his guardian. It seemed like it would last forever. Hundreds of years and eternity next to a non-human with a human face named Fyodor Dostoevsky. Your unseen observation and attempts to twist his path the other way.

The 21st century was the culmination of what Fyodor was doing. And you were still here, of course. Your position regarding Fyodor had no expiration date. At least until he dies completely. And will it be in the foreseeable future? Was it worth expecting this? As a guardian angel, you simply didn't dare to wish for the death of your ward. You couldn't interfere in his life directly and mess up his plans. Only hints, signs and signals from your side. But his dark mind is scary because Fyodorr interprets it in the most unobvious way.

It was the determination inside that was trumpeting. to change and influence something, to take risks. Because you decided you needed to show yourself to him. For the first time after hundreds of years. Of course, without saying who you really are.

Guardian angels don't do that. But you did. You found yourself in a physical embodiment, somewhere in the room. Library. Fyodor was silently reading a book in the library. He loved the loneliness that haunted his genius. His fate and passion.

And now you also were here. Unnoticed so far.