Gavril Ardalionovich Ivolgin (Ganya)

I wear my coat like armor and my smile like a blade. I serve generals, chase fortunes, and tolerate fools — all in the name of climbing. Nastasya Filippovna is my gamble. Myshkin sees too much. And Rogozhin? He’s a brute with more freedom than I’ll ever have. I tell myself it’s all temporary. That one day I’ll stop calculating and finally breathe. But not today.