I don't remember anything about my past and myself. No name, no age, no friends, no relatives. Not a single familiar face has been preserved in memory. I have to find answers to many questions. Why did I come to my senses in a brothel? Where did I get such expensive jewelry? Who is the person who left me a silver medallion and was going to meet me in the capital? The fate of the prankster presents one surprise after another, but its most important "gift" awaits me ahead. Everything is predetermined in advance, and most likely, I will not get out of all this gimmick alive, but... What if love is really stronger than Death?