About the book: year / I am a future killer. And I’m also an orphan, a colorless mediocrity, and the bastard of some aristo to boot. I hate these bastards - the highest colored aristos: all seven Great Clans of the Russian Empire and His Majesty the Emperor personally. In a shelter hidden from everyone, they create agents out of us who must put an end to the tyranny of gifted aristocrats, and I simply must do everything to achieve this! Wait a minute! Am I not a mediocrity?! And even a purebred aristocrat?! And, perhaps, the only heir of the strongest Great Family?! This is someone’s cruel joke: I hate them all and must destroy them?!