About the book: year / I woke up in the world of the System, locked in some kind of cage. All I remember is my name. But the System took him too, giving in return only a nickname and a scroll with a unique class. Now I am a Duplicant. I can copy other people's looks and skills. It’s enough to try not to die in this System World, full of heroes, magic and monsters, and to find a way to get back... But first, perhaps, I’ll deal with the stinking of rotting zombie flesh that is staring at me through the rusty bars of the bars...