Once upon a time, he was unlucky enough to defeat the Mad God, closing the gates to the eternal prison. But God was not angry at all, and did not curse him, as kinder gods would have done. The Madman would not be Mad if he acted like the one who has reason. “Well done, you defeated me,” the Madman said to the knight, “Today the green star will disappear in the sky.” Not many people can do this. I have a worthy reward for a bad warrior. My gift is the most valuable thing that can be given to a person. You will not die until you become equal to what you have done. Rejoice, I reward you with immortality.” And now, for many years the knight has been wandering the earth, his flesh has withered from old age, his bones hurt, and his eyes can hardly see. The armor was worn out and rusted, the sword was worn out from constant sharpening. But the knight goes on and on, following uncharted roads in search of someone who can deprive him of this gift. He walks around the world with only one dream - to die.