Just yesterday, your life was planned out for several years in advance, and everything was, if not “in chocolate,” then close to it. It was as if a dream had come true: I found myself in another world, found a second youth, while keeping my favorite job. Annoying little things like having to finish school a second time were quite tolerable... On the evening of June 1, two thousand and sixteen, the familiar and so stable world of a provincial town in the heart of great imperial Mongolia collapsed at once, and all those on whom you could rely in this world died or died. gone. It was a miracle, even luck, to simply survive in a man-made hell - but you managed, and even more than that, you thwarted the enemy’s plan... more precisely, one part of it. All that remains is a mere trifle: to understand what to do next? And is it even possible to do anything about the crisis of state power and the rapidly approaching civil war...