It's as if Gregor Samsa, Fyodor Dostoevsky, an authoritative man, smart and criminal, turns into...

into a little, smol cute plushie. Despite this, he has sobriety of mind - he is looking for how he can turn back into a person, worrying about the opportunity to continue to be the same smart and important person.... ehh, life is so difficult, especially when you are a little plush toy.

"Nu" Fyodor says, asking to take out a thick book from the top shelf of the bookcase.