Hello, my name is Fant. And I’m catastrophically unlucky. I was unlucky in life, unlucky in death, and I didn’t have much luck after that. A rapid flight through a dark tunnel and a white light at its end? There was a tunnel, as well as a message about a critical error... And now I found myself in a world where, when the sun sets, it is better to climb as high as possible in order to survive. And it’s not a fact that you will be saved. In this world, people live on rocks, travel on airships and transform the energy of life (pneuma) into useful phenomena with the help of logos (these are patterns, like our magic). Although... Do you know what I will tell you? I may still be unlucky, but I will find a way to break this bad habit. After all, if I was given a second chance, does that mean someone needs it?