The usual story: an incurable disease, the last hope in the form of “fake” magic, the conquest of mana, the study of souls and minds, a ritual - and here it is, a new body! Young, healthy, from a wealthy count's family... And damned to the heap, because the particle of the mother's soul that protected her son did not appreciate the joke with the appearance of the invader. So Victor van Belvios became a magician without magic, forced to shed gallons of sweat every day just so as not to die in agony. The universe doesn’t have a very good sense of humor, it’s a fact. But it’s hardship that forges the strongest, and this story may be no exception...