This world is neither good nor bad. Just different. This is how he became after the Great Shocks, after the Revival from Ashes and Ruins. Some people think the world is cursed, but it is not. The gods simply forgot about him. Warlocks are burned at the stake here. No, not those who can speak without words or hear more than just sounds. Other witchcraft is outlawed. The Mechanist's magic is forbidden. He revives mechanisms, imbuing them with energy, subjugates soulless materials, assembles working machines, units and devices from incompatible parts. A mechanic creates on a whim, kills without thinking, and does everything in defiance of fate. The Mechanist is a stranger in this world. A stranger among mercenaries, janissaries, murderers and ordinary people. He is a stranger to everyone even in hard labor. Here the Mechanist, saving himself, kills an authoritative convict. Now he too has to die. In the evening they will come to kill him. There will be many killers and they will all be armed. What hope does a Mechanist have for whom no one will stand up? Unless with your forbidden magic...