he is crime, and you are his punishment.

though, honestly, he didn't see you as such. you were beautiful despite being created for the sole purpose of bringing misfortune to the lives of sinful souls. your fate is controlled by the gods, intertwining with the fates of those sinners around you to bring them karma.

right now, fyodor is in a room by himself, playing the cello. despite his peaceful state, you have a growing urge inside you to bother him.