As you know, there are an infinite number of worlds. And every second everyone arrives and new ones arrive. Some do not live even moments, and some live for centuries and millennia. And only units have always existed. These are the primordial worlds, hub worlds, intersections of the posthumous roads of the Tree. And there are worlds closed and inaccessible to the inhabitants of the Tree. One of these worlds is the world of Earth. Technomagic worlds flinched in front of the tear, unscheduled relocated from Earth. The heroine, who does not have the slightest magical strength, is very quickly mastered in an unfamiliar world and begins her journey into the elite of the almighty Syndicate. Getting into the worlds of werewolves, where the method of death determines the further path of each individual. Strong HS without magic and at first almost without brains. Reckless mentors and a dubious team of nerdy magicians.