Your world is collapsing, your parents die, leaving behind debts and a miserable estate with a couple of distant mines! The forgotten god looks at this, he observes... You are betrayed, beaten on your own doorstep! The gaze of the forgotten god begins to burn through the inside, filling with strength. You are in despair, a former aristocrat on the sidelines of life, left alone with yourself. The deity makes its move... Lying on the floor of your own estate, you do not see how the heat covers your body. How the hair on the guards' arms and heads rises. How deafeningly the lightning cracks. On the threshold appears the figure of a dazzlingly beautiful angel with his hands covered in blood up to his elbows. God smiles contentedly, falling asleep... But soon he will wake up and collect the debt!