About the book: 2022 / The Law of the Dragon Many hundreds of years have passed since nuclear war died down. The world, burned to the ground, was reborn, but became completely different. Cities and fortresses grew above underground bunkers, people learned to control the elements. But there was no peaceful life. The restless dead roam near the old cemeteries, demons-cutrums are born on the cursed land, and intelligent mutant dragons appear in the sky from time to time, spewing streams of all-consuming flame onto the flowering land. A young guy, whose village was burned by a dragon, is forced to look for a new place in life. . However, in a revived society, all the best places are taken, and the powers that be can offer the outcasts a poor choice - slavery or death. But a meeting with an alien from another world changes everything. He is a Sniper who has gone through the hell of the Chernobyl Zone and post-nuclear Moscow filled with monstrous mutants. He is the one who can change this terrible world... unless this world changes him. Brother of DeathWhen the roadside picnic is over, where can a stalker who can travel between worlds go? Of course, to the familiar post-nuclear world, where he still has loyal friends... and unpaid debts. Into a world where winged mutants threaten cities painstakingly rebuilt by the descendants of nuclear war survivors. Where people with altered genetics are able to command the elements and where in underground cities combat robots sleep in eternal sleep, just waiting for the order to wake up. But in the familiar world, not all is well. A horde of cruel conquerors descends from the high mountains, sweeping away everything in its path, threatening to turn the flourishing land into a desert. Will Sniper be able to survive the great war to come? After all, this is very difficult for someone who is so tired of traveling between worlds. Deadly tired... Evil City It was as if all the forces of the Russian Land were guarding him. And the Horde had no choice but to exchange a hundred of their warriors for one Russian knight, again and again storming the walls of Kozelsk, which they nicknamed the “Evil City” for the steadfastness of its defenders. And blood flowed, and man-made lightning flew from the walls of the fortress, and converged in the battle there were heroes, monsters and people who fought in ways that mortals cannot fight. And the time for the battle was running out. And the time of glory came.