Dear developers of the game "Buran, Taiga and Asmodeus", student Dima writes to you, with a fucking stylus on parchment. The fact is that I have a number of comments regarding your work and due to my high culture and education, damn it, I cannot express them all, so I focus your attention on just two questions: how did I get here?! And where the hell is the exit?! I’m not sure that my message will reach you, although the guy who called himself the messenger of the king himself swore to me with the back of a dragon and the ears of elves that he would find an unknown country called BitEntertainment. So, if he does find you, keep in mind that I now wield sword and magic, and have significantly expanded my swearing vocabulary. I am dangerous and completely wild. Kisses, your battle mage Sunrise.