Someone dreams of pink hippos, and I dream of magic fights for money. And judging by how real sleep is, I now have two lives. One is here, the other is in the Night World. As soon as I close my eyes and fall asleep in my bed, I immediately open my eyes in the Night World, where the only entertainment is magical fights without rules. The only thing I can do is smoke. And nothing else, no matter how hard you try. When I was in the circle for the first time, I met a man with whom we immediately had some disagreements. How did I know he was half a step from the crown? How did I know that in no case should I push him out of the circle? And how did I know that the villain would bring us together again - fate, forcing us to join forces in order to have at least a ghostly chance of waking up together?