So, in this world in the metropolis you can meet orcs, people, dwarves and elves. Russia is ruled by clans consisting of clans. By the way, my father was a member of one of them, but he was expelled from the family and soon he died under mysterious circumstances. But the clans have nothing to do with it, although my uncle later became my enemy. Here it's about something else... Scum. It exists. As there is a living weapon, and supernatural abilities, which I, yesterday's teenager, need to master. After all, I was promised that I would not survive my eighteenth birthday and not because of a hangover...