“Creepy horror”, “tinny”, “trash” - this is how readers usually characterize this work. Well, actually this is post-apocalyptic anarchic fiction. And... yes, there is plenty of blood and meat here. But this is not the main thing.

“Mastiff. They hide behind his name, they scare the military with him, they bow to him, ask for friendship and help. The Mastiff refuses no one. Accepts everyone. He teaches everyone how to live with a shovel in one hand and an ax in the other. Such walkers return to their native places - and the riot occurs. The military and police are destroyed, all local authorities are put against the wall, and they begin to live as one community. If you poke around, you’ll end up costing yourself more. Russian people's mafia, eat it by the roots..."