“I wanted and achieved it, but are you happy?” That’s exactly what I thought while trying on a brand new jacket at the elite Railway Academy. Only here they train specialists and magicians who make up the teams of armored trains. All my life I dreamed of becoming one of those who would help restore the Old World of the Age of Plenty within the borders of the Russian Empire. This same dream helped me to withstand a cruel selection, to run as long as I needed to when the mark “as long as I could” was left behind long ago, and much more... It had just begun, should I have attached the treasured letter “K” to my shoulder straps? Everything was normal, but here there are accusations one after another, strange attacks, and in general the overall picture somehow doesn’t fit. Well, we’ll figure it out if I weren’t Nika-Baby! (Attention, warning: you shouldn’t contact GG at nickname known throughout the empire - it can break your face!)