He tried to live an ordinary life in this terrible and cruel world. The world of magic and the sword that survived the apocalypse. Hunger, desolation, the Middle Ages with swordsmen and magicians. But, besides them, Squalor is spilled in the world, its creatures roam - mutants, revived dead. And next to this, all divine entities playing some of their eternal games. And he turned out to be a pawn in these games. He tried to avoid the fate of a pawn in the games of the gods, he wanted to just live, just love. Betrayed, exiled, disappointed in his thoughts and desires, he decided to complete his journey in this world in the most radical way he could come up with. Forgetting that what is already dead cannot die. After all, he is dead, he is already a figure on the board of the divine party. He is a tool, a weapon. Instrument of Death. He is already on the other side of life, on the other side of the world. And new dark paths await him. And on them are waiting for dark personalities and gloomy entities that have been hiding in this darkness for too long. Death has been waiting for them too long. With a gloomy grin, the instrument of Death goes dark paths into the darkness. In the name of light and life.