All normal people enter the bodies of young and flawed heirs of the destroyed family. And I managed to move into the body of an old man who had not dried up for the past ten years. At least thanks were not deprived of force. Now I am the head of the local Inquisition. And in a past life he was a dark overlord. It remains to understand why the barrel of a pistol is in front of the nose? And why the f * * * does everyone want to kill me?