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“The first time we discussed death, it was to plan my own. The next, yours. This time I shall combine them into one final performance. And so, as my final act of choice, I shall choose you. I chose to live beside you, and I shall choose to die beside you as well. As my act final of love, I shall free us from this world’s brainwashing, and as my final of rebellion, I shall free myself from yours. I love you, Fyodor Dostoevsky.”
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The one who wields the blade is not Fukuchi, but Nikolai, and Fyodor dies with the word ‘love’ on his lips rather than hate. This changes nothing for the plot, yet everything for the two of them.