By pure coincidence… No! What am I saying?! It wasn’t coincidence at all! It all happened because of the impulsive behavior of one crowned person. In short, I messed up with my team and targeted the wrong goal. As payment, the imperials had either the Archogast mines waiting for us—or the publicly broadcast molecular spraying on TV for the whole Galaxy. And behind us were my “partners in crime,” ready to quarter me for an epic failure…
And then we chose a road to Hell! Well, how to say… there wasn’t really a choice. It was hard, but with the right friends it might be fun—even in Hell. That’s how the story began: how a handsome blond, a bratty young thing, and a lucky loser ended up in the… extremely difficult, hopeless situation, but still decided to subdue the planet with the native inhabitants. Only it turned out: “the cart met a stone” on this matter…