He died—but woke up young. Moscow, 1964. Bread in a bag, kefir in bottles, and a stranger’s face in the mirror.
The Soviet Union is on the brink of great accomplishments. Gagarin has already flown. But the Moon is still waiting for its first.
He is a cosmonaut from our time who has been given a second chance. Not to take revenge. Not to run away. But to take off again.
Now his path is to go through everything from the beginning: education, a medical board, training, and a long road to the stars—in order to make it in time before the Americans. In order to be the first to step on the Moon—on behalf of his Motherland.