He survived in Afghanistan, survived the collapse of the Union, and even in the nineties and in the wild capitalism that followed them, he remained a man. Maybe that’s why fate gave him a second chance - to bring something to a world where the development and evolution of society had frozen for many hundreds of years that would finally make it move from a dead point. Everything is different here, but love, friendship, nobility, as well as envy, betrayal and meanness, are the same as in the world where he was born. And the phrase “God’s soul, woman’s heart, and honor to no one” is as relevant there as in our world. And honor is always with him, Alex tan el Zorg. Honor is a criterion next to which even life recedes into the background. And even if he is part of the highest circle of aristocrats of this world, it makes no difference to him whether you are a king or a simple serf, a woman, a man or a child: if you are in trouble, he will always lend you a helping hand.