The plot of intrigue is compressed. It drags you down with barbed wire, trying to confuse and destroy . Every second person has a knife behind their back, and every first person wants to use you. But you always knew that people are those pieces of smelly substance, right? Help, support? What are you talking about? They can only betray, pleasing their ego. You are the only one who has changed a long time ago.... And ready to walk on the corpses of enemies, cutting the way to the future. To the very place where nothing will threaten you, and everyone you wanted to die will finally die.