Lost, unconscious, insignificant - that's all that can be said about humanity. On the day when it returns to its true home, at the fateful hour of the revealed truth, will human essence change? Vlad did not believe in such nonsense. Three hundred and forty thousand years of evolution could not turn the self-reproduction machine trembling with fear into an ideal predator. Will moving the Earth into wild space really change that? There, where these same predators bite the real monsters. The answer is obvious. But omnipotent civilizations that have populated entire galaxies, cosmic beasts whose bodies cover the stars, and primeval entities that personify everything otherworldly and physical cannot feast on people. After all, for the Vormond family this is a valuable resource, for which Vlad has his own plans.