Now go to any bookstore, and wherever you spit - get caught. Courageously and fervently they redraw history, uniting empires, conquering the seas and distant galaxies, riches and beautiful virgins are added to their feet. And if you are a hit, then by all means to the elves, and immediately to the princess. If there are interruptions with the elves, then to a magic school, where everything is instant for your talents, or in a couple of weeks they will worship, and again a couple of princes are waiting with bouquets under the door. You can still immediately in the goddess or higher demonesses. And if the author is in a bad mood, or simply has not completely lost touch with reality, then with the persistence of the patent office, our heroine scribbles inventions, pulling up loyal allies and innumerable riches. Again on the horizon intersecting with the amazed king or his son. And so for everyone - you wobble around the world, get an army in support, win everyone and rest on your laurels. And only I sit in a dirty basement and think about how to get a passport for myself in the gendarme department, so that I don't get into a fool or hard labor