For the gods, the world is just a playing field, mortals are nothing more than pawns. And when one of the celestials starts a big game, the world changes beyond recognition. However, sometimes a pawn reaches the last line, and a person reaches the last line, beyond which there is little humanity left in him. And now what the world will become depends not only on the whims of the gods, but also on him, the son of the leader of a small mountain tribe. Taunting the enemy, he called himself the Crystal Prince. Fate liked the joke...