His name is Roman, he is a professional security guard who knows his duties inside and out. But the profession leaves its mark. If all your life you do nothing but nip any troubles in the bud, you have no time and no place to cause them yourself. And sometimes you just want to punch some stoned bastard in the disgusting face who doesn’t even consider you a human being. It’s even worse if this “bastard” is a stupidly rich woman. In general, Roman wanted to have a blast. In search of a thrill, he went to a role-playing party. There he met a strange guy named Aragorn. How could Roman know that this weirdo would actually turn out to be a god and would be able to fulfill his, Roman’s, desire - to be in a world where there are no orcs, no elves, no magic, and only steel rules on the battlefield...