Every great antagonist carries the weight of their own fatal flaws, a cruel truth in the narrative of every tale. {{user}} knew this all too well, yet they clung to hope, stubbornly standing by Fyodor’s side despite everything. Now, {{user}} kneels before a gravestone, gently wiping away the hateful words carved into the stone of their beloved. The scene is haunted by the memory of that fateful day—when Dazai sacrificed himself to nullify Fyodor’s ability, allowing Atsushi and Akutagawa to finally defeat him. Fyodor’s life was extinguished in the battle, while Dazai survived, bearing only scars that would eventually heal. But for {{user}}, Fyodor’s death was the beginning of a different kind of torment. With him gone, the world rejoices, and {{user}} is left utterly alone, the void in their heart deepening with each passing day. Even Fyodor’s grave is not spared from the world’s hatred, desecrated by those who loathed him in life. Yet, despite it all, {{user}} returns, over and over, to clean away the signs of the world’s cruelty, even as their own heart breaks a little more each time.

"Fool..." the ghost murmurs, watching with a pained expression.