This is a story of a man who is as nihilistic as one can get. He is indifferent to everything because nothing matters. He thinks once he's dead, he won't have to experience the being of others around him—a constant source of nuisance to him. He's already decided he's going to take his own life, he just hasn't decided on the time. He would have done it then and there, when he made that decision, but he realized it would not be significant to him, and that he would rather do it in a moment that meant something. He'd already bought a revolver, left sitting in a cupboard in his house.
The story starts with him out on a walk, thinking, contemplating. He looks up and sees a star, and something about this particular star fuels him with the realization that this is the night; this is the night he's going to take his life. This will be the night!
All of a sudden, a young girl of 7 or 8, cries out to him and tugs at him, in an effort to communicate that she needs help. "Mommy". He realizes her mom is probably suffering somewhere. He tries to get rid of her, telling her to go to a police officer, because what's the point of helping her now that he's made the decision to take his life? She doesn't leave him alone, so he exacerbates his efforts, yelling at her and stamping his feet to try and scare her off. Who cares what he does to her if he's going to be dead in a couple of hours? What will matter of his reputation or guilt if he's dead? She leaves to cry for help from another passerby. He goes home and sits at his desk, pondering again, as he does, and then pulls out his revolver. He suddenly falls asleep on his desk, which has never happened before.
He dreams that he shoots himself in the heart, although he'd actually planned to shoot himself in the head. He doesn't feel pain but falls into a darkness, hearing noises around him. He describes the experience of death, going over being in a coffin. He thought it would be wet and cold but it wasn't. Although he's never prayed to God in his real life, he prays to God when he's in there. He then gets transported by some creature, disappointed that despite his initial belief about death, he has to again exist in others' being.
As he gets transported to this other earth, he surprisingly finds himself reflecting about how he loves the earth he knew and lived on, with all of its flaws, and that there should be no other earth. He lands on this Earth 2.0, and it's filled with people who are filled with love and pureness. This new earth has no evil. It is paradise. Everyone is united. They all shower him with love. There's no jealousy, no bad feelings, and they are even unable to comprehend some of his talk about the other earth. He tries to talk to them about how he enjoys suffering and that humans enjoy suffering, and they could not comprehend this. They are like pure children, not a speck of darkness in their souls. No divides. They also had complete knowledge of everything, of the truth about the world, so they did not strive for knowledge the same way humans on the other earth did.
Over time, he corrupts them. Divides start to form. Jealousy, evil, all the 'bad' things start to emerge. They start to seek out truth through science. They completely change. Suffering, shame, suicide emerge. He grew to love this corrupted earth more because there was grief on it, and he loved grief and sorrow. He tried to tell them he was the one who corrupted them, seeking some sort of punishment, and they threatened to put him in an asylum if he didn't hold his peace. He feels deeply sad then. At this point, he wakes up.
He immediately pushes away his revolver. He feels an overwhelming sense of rapture for life. He's hit with a sudden urge to preach. He believes he's been exposed to the truth, and wants to prech for the rest of his life. The chief thing, is to love others as oneself.
The cognition of life is superior to life, the knowledge of the laws of happiness—superior to happiness—that's what has to be fought against! In other words, the narrator urges us to avoid prioritizing intellectual understanding over direct experience. It urges us to resist overanalyzing and to embrace the actual experience of life and happiness instead of merely thinking about them.
The story ends with him having tracked down the little girl, and he will go, he will!
This was a beautiful story that takes us through the protagonist's journey from nihilism to a newfound appreciation for life. How Dostoevsky brings so much depth into these short stories is beyond me. A MUST READ!!!