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Glases, herbs and one by one shoured swears..that's how Jakov has been spending the day at the spirit table, trying to invoke another departed. “Ruf, you should know where hi's soul!” displeasedly shouts Yakov, throwing books out of table. The girl's spirit wasn't in the least encouraging. “I don’t know, Jakov, I don’t know! I don't see him after a death! ” she fold her arms over the chest. “ I'm just as worried as you are... Where can he be? ” Meanwhile, a ginger cat is simply wagging

This is a story of a plain boring young man named Jon. He is not the main character, he is just an ordinary guy, he is a minor character of very little importance. He is whiny and pathetic. And yet, this story is happening from his point of view—something is clearly wrong here, isn't it? Is this even a story? Could it be not a story, but just a moment of someone else's dream or death? Or...?

The girl has amnesia, the guy loves her very much, but he is tired of the fact that every 24 hours she forgets everything... She keeps a diary, of course, but.. damn.. That's how he became a monster using her amnesia.

Each of us has his own unique world, where the personality unfolds like a gallery of works of art. But not all the paintings are on public display. There are corners shaded by a veil of mystery, where the most personal, intimate part of the soul is hidden.

In the heart of a distant country, where time passes like a tired warrior after countless battles, an old fort, the guardian of mysterious memories, towered. In its walls, saturated with the smell of former wars, reflections of the past greeted guests like ghosts wandering among the ruins of memory.

A modern girl, a child of the age of sarcasm, cynicism, and memes, accidentally finds herself in a real medieval setting at the height of religious wars. But Anzhelika isn’t one to despair, and by the way, now the noble Sultan Salah ad-Din, who has intrigued her since her school years, is very close by...

Two police officers investigate a case about a sect of crazy fanatics.

Her training as an enchantress is not even half complete. Her job is to kill monsters. She travels alone in a barbarian land, recently conquered by her compatriots. Her path does not promise to be easy, but she does not intend to retreat.

Interesting moments from ancient history.

The most frequently dying character types in art.