Book 2 of Disastrous Life - Fyodor Dostoevsky x Femreader.
The Return of the enchanted light, impacted severe problems to the world. No one exactly knows why it returned.
Some said it left something out and trying to take it back within it.
But wh...
Yokohama has been stricted their force for 4 weeks in no time.
The head of Hunting Dogs, Historia Chloe from the United State listened the news and have arrived in Yokohama.
Even though the folks already unset their guards, the new Hunting Dogs will not put any chance down.
But where is she who still searching the voice of the light?
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Your POV
I can feel liquids covered me around. Where am I now, no one could answer it. Because, I saw no one is here.
(Y/N)...
Who is it? What is it? And where... I don't know. My vision is blurry, I don't know what state I'm in...
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Dostoevsky's POV
What a weird dream. I dreamed of being trapped in the sea.
In that dream, I couldn't move but open my eyes in panic situation of unbreath. The sea I faced was so dark with the shade of blue.
I don't know why I feel that dream is not like the other dream. It feels so real and I could remember all the scene clearly without anything left out.
My body feels so cold. I have heavy sweat all around my body.
Maybe I am not covered enough yet.
I heard steps and doors sound from the outside. Could it be the guards with breakfast? I must told them that I need medicine.
I guess, resting is not enough for recovering my illness. I need something to cover it up.
Why don'tI just ignore it and die quietly?
Right. I don't have something to be live in this world. Not even a single will of trying to do something. I just nothing.
I just have to make the situation worse so I can die-
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"COUGH, COFF COUGH....." I spitted blood.
What happened to my body? It's not a usual cold. Am I really having a heavy illness?
"I saw no one is here"
"Cough.. ...who?" I look around but no one is here.
Strange I thought I heard a voice. But this room is as empty as an empty shell. Am I become crazy because I'm sick?
"Dostoevsky..."
"...what?" I hear it again.
Now is my name being called. Who called it? Is it a ghost? Nonsense...
"COUGH COUGHh... hh... hffhmfeh.." more blood is coming out.
What's happening with me?
"...no one could answer..."
...
"Dostoevsky..."
...
"...my Dostoevsky."
It's so annoying. Am I become crazy? I can't snap it out. What is this? Who's voice is this?
Without realize it, I put my hands on my head to snap out the illusions that still happening in my head. I can't control my head and it keeps calling me. My body keep shaking and my mouth tasted blood.
Stop... it... please...
"Hey! Are you alright? Hey Choroi, this guy is not looking well!!" I heard someone.
"H-h... h-help... m-my head-"
Why do I keep trying to live?
"W-woah, calm down... we'll see a doctor, alright?" The tall one said.
I have no reasons no live.
"Hey, Sasaki! We must ask chief Mori first before hand him to the doctor!"
