Typical story. Died and reborn in another world. There is magic, all sorts of magical creatures, and the story went in an alternative direction and the Russian Empire is more alive than all living ones. Now I am the heir to the fallen Rod, who hundreds of years ago chose the path of Darkness. My name frightens children, and enemies pray not to face my power. But this has been the case before. From the power of Rod, only fragments remained, all the vassals fled, and I am the last heir. No money, no influence, only debts and bloody revenge hanging overhead. And everything would be fine if I did not accidentally find out about the impending conspiracy against the Imperial family. As if there were few problems before, but now almost every dog wants to kill me! It's also lucky that a rare and dangerous gift began to awaken from me. Although it is not at all a fact that this will lead to at least something good...