Here I am—the son of a merchant. The only commoner among the Architects of the Empire. But I have special talents and a special purpose, which means this annoying inequality won’t last long.
Foolish rulers of this world managed to summon the gods of the Other Side, defiling an entire continent, so from here I need to make my escape.
But for that, I need a secluded corner among the endless forests of Siberia, where no one will interfere with me building the Gates of Seven Worlds and leaving this unfriendly place behind. I’ve worked hard, and the distribution I need is already in my pocket!
Stop! What do you mean “assigned to the border frontier”?
All right… the plans are changing.