Life always tests your strength, for some more often, for others less often, but it only gives me short breaks. And yes, I am not always a winner, and I have defeats, both in battle and on the front called love. But it doesn’t matter how many times you lose, what matters is how you took the defeat, whether it broke you or made you stronger. Defeat can turn the weak into the strongest, but only if the weak is strong in spirit. After all, a strong man with a weak spirit will never survive defeat.

Author's notes: I thank the Forest of Siberia (Taiga Ri) for help in the first chapter. And as usual, everything is temporary, I haven’t decided on a name and am waiting for your suggestions. The cover is also temporary, as is the synopsis, although I like it. Well, good luck to me, and enjoy your reading.