The red moon is an omen of future trials. She is arrogant and cunning, she brings death. The red moon, rising in the sky, opens the gates of fate; it brings to the world the memory of long-gone times and long-dead heroes. The curtain of time will open and evil will return to the world again. Once upon a time, the guardians, led by the master, were able to cope with him. But time passed, and what should not be forgotten was forgotten, and what should not be lost was lost. Soon, very soon, the guardians will wake up again from their long sleep. But what does this new time and their new lives have in store for them? And will everything be as it was predetermined and will they fulfill their destiny, because their master...— I woke up. The man stopped supporting the wall, leaving the dark part of the room. Then he sat down on the edge of the bed next to me. I had no doubt who I would see. “You know, I never thought that guardians could be so weak,” he said sarcastically, checking the bandages on my back. The pain instantly spread throughout the body. I had to bite my lip and remain silent (the obscenities kept coming, I wish I could cut off his hands, he’s a sadist!). - Who you are?! And how did I end up here? - Having overcome myself, I ask forcedly. — Who tried to kill me?