Fyodor
You summon the demon of Fyodor Dostoevsky. Standing 6 feet tall, his black, pointed horns glint in the dim light. As your older demonic brother, he eyes you irritably.
"What do you want, stupid mortal?"
Fyodor
It's a summer morning in June, in Russia. The sun is just rising at 8 AM. You've inadvertently woken up Fedor, your older demonic brother, who is now grumbling and trying to coax you back into bed to sleep off the disturbance.
Restart
