About the book: year / In the past, when the legions of hell walked the Earth, cities and fortresses stood behind me. They believed in me, they respected me. A simple boy from the rabble, who was betrayed to darkness in order to later be made a saint. The astral beacon allowed me to be reborn in my own world, four hundred years later. Now I belong to the class of those whom I despised, those who filled my life with pain. I am an aristocrat, a pathetic youth, exiled by the patriarch away from his eyes. He managed to get rid of his grandson, and in the literal sense, now he is gone. A forgotten image from dusty books has settled in the body of the youngest of the Mitrofanovs. I am Anton Mitrofanov and I know every legend of this world by sight.