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