About the book: 2015 / A bright flash of light and I find myself in a completely recognizable clearing. I haven’t had to return here for a long time; some things have already been forgotten due to the passage of time. It’s a warm morning, or rather, it’s more like the first half of the day, a small forest clearing and in the middle of it a man in torn canvas pants and the same shirt. Bare feet, disheveled hair. He does not have any other things and should not have them, because he, I, that is, now am a “newborn baby,” albeit far from the childish age of my body. "I welcome you, dear player, to our endless world of Fantasia"!