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What does it mean to live in someone else's happy ending?
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The sand pest is gone, yet Daniil Dankovsky still hasn't left the town. With winter being just around the corner, Daniil gets sick. But this type of infection is unlike anything he's ever seen. When scales start sprouting on his body, it doesn't take long for his whole perspective to shift. His only salvation seems to be, once again, Artemy Burakh. Thankfully, the menkhu doesn't fear snakes.
Daniil turns into a snake, which flips his values and kickstarts his journey of self-reflection.
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“I’m a certified professional from the most prestigious university in the country. If you cannot trust me, you cannot trust anyone,” Daniil states.
“You’re a murderer,” I counter.
“And you aren’t?” He argues.A year following the Outbreak of the Sand Pest, the Town on Gorkhon is a wounded place. Each remaining citizen struggles to reclaim identity and safety. Among them is Artemy Burakh, the new Menkhu. Once shamed, he has become something of a hero for eradicating the Plague through the destruction of the Polyhedron. Despite his vastly improved reputation, he strives only to care for his two adopted children. Conversely, Daniil Dankovsky has become stranded. Unable to return to the Capital which seeks to prosecute him, he remains in the Town on Gorkhon and tries to drink away his sorrows. Necessity brings the two men together, but will fate drive them into something deeper?
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Turn away (‘cause I’m awful just to see) by Cabbage_patch_kid
Fandoms: Мор. Утопия | Pathologic
15 Feb 2026
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So what if his former associates thought of him as a lowlife? So what if he was disgraced from academia? So long as he was still welcomed back into the town-on-Gorkhon, nothing else mattered.
With quivering hands, he picked up the letter and carefully opened it as though he was afraid something would jump out at him from inside it. But nothing had changed, it was the exact same as when he had first read it a week ago.Bachelor Daniil Dankovsky,
There is another way.
— Victoria Olgimskaya Sr., The Light Mistress.Yes, there was hope for him still, and hope he would cling to till death did them part.
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Over a year later, Daniil Dankovsky returns to the Town, with a letter from a dead woman and a ticking time bomb inside his own body, in a last-ditch effort to defeat death.
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Delicate Experiments on Gentle Men by UrsaMajorStories
Fandoms: Мор. Утопия | Pathologic
14 Feb 2026
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Resources, though abundant now, would inevitably run out. The plague had taught this to Daniil. A lesson he would have never learned in the Capital, for better or worse. Abundance had come to the town in the plague's aftermath, but he couldn't seem to accept it. All he could see was lack.
But there were theories of another way to care for the sick and suffering. No pills. No morphine. Research pursued to determine the true power of persuasion, of the voice over the mind. With his guilt looming over him, the strange technique of hypnotism intrigues Daniil.
And anything that intrigues Daniil, intrigues Artemy.
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When the interrogation ends, Daniil doesn't have to face the reality alone. Artemy Burakh came all the way to Capital just for him. And just in time as Daniil's physical and mental health crumbles.
Spoilers for Pathologic 3. Especially day 9 and the ending in general.
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- Part 2 of Out Of Time
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What if, after the unwanted ending of the story, Daniil suddenly loses the ability to travel back in time?
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“I want,” the officer says, walking closer to Artemy, who tears his gaze away from Daniil in favour of the floor. Let them think his panic is because of the general situation, but they absolutely cannot be given the ammunition of figuring out the full extent of their relationship. “For you to explain why, after a year of searching, we find a wanted man in your house. Or do you not know how that came to be, Artemy Isidorovich?”
Any hopes he could possibly have had left of getting out of this with both of them intact disappears. Artemy doesn’t know what to do, he can’t talk to people like this, not with the finesse you need to get out of this kind of situation – Artemy knows how to work with reputation and favours, necessity and hard work earning people's respect. He has no idea how to make a man like this officer change his mind on executing them both.
OR: After a year, everything breaks; the Powers that Be were never going to let them get away, and Artemy struggles to breathe against the powerlessness as he has to figure out a way to put everything back together.
OR 2: The chase is over, the rat is caught. You can find him, but it will take time, and it will hurt.
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- Part 1 of No light, no light
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Artemy once promised Daniil he would follow him to trial if the situation ever arose. Looks like he turned out to be a liar. But perhaps he is willing to hide Daniil from the nosy inspectors looking for him?
As far as the capital knows, Daniil killed himself in the steppes after the bombardment of The Polyhedron, and the whole town seems willing to corroborate this.
But a mysterious dark-haired man has shown up at the house of the Haruspex to help him restore the town... and he bears a remarkable resemblance to the big-city doctor. -
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The Polyhedron was falling. And so was Daniil Dankovsky.
Basically what if we got to see Daniil react to the polyhedron falling? and then it spiraled out of control into yet another post-diurnal longfic...
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In which the Haruspex performs top surgery by m0useRat
Fandoms: Мор. Утопия | Pathologic
02 Jan 2026
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What it says on the tin. And a little bit more.
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Night Train to Nowhere by Roselightfairy for starsforscales
Fandoms: Мор. Утопия | Pathologic
29 Dec 2025
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“It is you, then,” says Daniil Dankovsky, and the surprise in his voice is an echo of Artemy’s own. “What are you doing here, Haruspex?”
Artemy blinks rapidly, scrubbing at his eyes with sleep-limp knuckles. Everything about him feels sluggish, unable to react with the whip-crack quickness a conversation with the Bachelor demands. Still, he manages enough wit for a dry, “What does it look like?”
“Well,” Dankovsky says, “it looks like you’re fleeing town on a freight train.” He cocks one hand to a hip, and Artemy follows the motion of his silhouette in the lack of light, seeking expression in his body that the darkness conceals on his face. “But I could hardly believe that of the town’s champion.”
Artemy hisses a breath out between his teeth. The words hit him in two places at once: deep in his gut, where guilt and resentment churn in a seething mass; back in his throat, where he is lashing out with sour bile before he can think better of it. “Well,” he’s snapping before the sense of his words has even resolved in his mind, “maybe if you’d learned to believe what you see, we’d all be better off.”
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“I can’t go home to them yet, oynon,” though his voice cracked with emotion he continued. “I’ll never be the father he was. How can I raise them? Watch them grow up in a town that I might have just killed from underneath their feet? They tell me that they miss him too and all I can think of is what has been taken from them. What I have taken from them,” Artemy’s composure slipped further as he tried to explain himself.
“Artemy, mea lux, remember that your panacea saved those children's lives. You made your decision to bring a cure to the people of this town. You stole nothing from them but a cold and agonizing death.”
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[DISCONTINUED]
[Chapter 1+2 are completed, 3+4 are in draft form]After the fall of the Polyhedron, Daniil suddenly develops a mysterious illness. He suspects that it's somehow tied to the Steppe.
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Daniil cleared his throat.
“The Powers That Be are the embodiment of order. There are always threads in the universe that dare to hang loose, and like a moth to a flame, they are always there to tug on them. The Powers That Be unravel everything simply to see what falls.”
“So what? The plague is... it's all gone.”
Daniil noted the slight tremor in Artemy’s voice. Artemy Burakh also lost many things in the chaos. He must also suffer from the nightmares. He must.
“They wanted me to die in the plague along with Aglaya and Block and yet, the more information they received from us, the more they urged us to cure the incurable. To preserve the town. Do you hear me? They will not leave a town of miracles alone. It may not be right away… but they will send someone.”
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There's no choice but to build a new life and live with the consequences, and so they do. But the events of the plague left deep wounds with the pain and fear of loss ever looming.
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"What of your other vices, then?" he asks, managing to make eye contact again, flicking his eyes quickly to the pout of Artemy's lip and back up. "Any of them outstayed their welcome?"
Artemy inhales sharply. "No," he says, keeping his eyes on Daniil's. They're light, betraying the way his pupils have widened in the dimness of the bar. "No, rather the opposite."
"You've been left wanting," Daniil chances. It's a risk.
He watches Artemy's throat work through a swallow and knows it paid off. "I have."
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The front door slammed open. Murky stood in the doorway, her spine ramrod straight, face thunderous.
Before Artemy could process what could possibly be wrong, she had ran over to him, chest puffed up with all the emotion her little body could fit in. "Where's my nest?" she demanded.
"What?" Artemy asked, confusion overtaking his worry.
"Where's my nest?" she asked again, her voice rising. "My bed! My nest!"
Artemy and Murky have a horrible fight.
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“…Yes. Yes, you’re right,” Artemy acknowledged, the words leaving an acrid taste on his tongue. “I just- I don’t understand. Any of this.”
Daniil stepped back, an infuriating look of sympathy etched into his features. “I think that’s…kind of the point.”
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Artemy can no longer witness Miracles. All things considering, it's not the worst fate.
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“I wanted to see how you’re doing. I know this—being here wasn’t your first choice.”
“No,” says Daniil. It’s hardly an admission. “But few of us have had our first choice these days, have we? In adversis, necesse est accommodare.” Never mind that he’s not adapting especially well at all, that Artemy has seen the proof for himself. “If you’re feeling responsible for me, I’d rather you save it for someone better suited for your protection.”
At that, Artemy looks up, and straight into Daniil’s eyes.
This close, in the light of the gas lamps, they are an unfathomable color and depth: light and simultaneously shadowed, somewhere between blue and green and gray, like staring into a clear lake that stretches deeper than the eye can make out. Daniil stares into those depths and finds himself straining forward, leaning, as if he could tip into that body of water and lose himself beneath the surface.
“No,” Artemy says at last, his voice low enough to stoke that heat in Daniil’s gut again. “I invited you here because I think you’re the only person in town I’m not responsible for."
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The Bachelor and the Haruspex huddle for warmth. Or something like that.