Nothing foreshadowed trouble in the life of Andrei Savitsky, a fashionable Moscow artist, a vain, ambitious and damn handsome guy. Well, perhaps the arrival of his provincial stepsister, whom he had not heard of for twenty years. But one fine evening an extremely suspicious type appeared in his life: unshaven, all disheveled, disheveled and with an expression of blissful idiocy on his face. He appeared and announced in a mournful voice that Andrey, in general, was done for. What is in his soul is a fragment of the fallen angel Abaddon, that a certain Mastema has already dispatched a whole team of real demons to capture him. And that only he, Azariel, the messenger of the Higher Powers, is able to protect him from death. So what is an angel ready for for the sake of his man?..