18+ As they say: to overcome the horrors of a post-apocalyptic world, you must become just as horrifying. But this wisdom applies only to people with weak will and spirit—those who have neither bizarre modifications, nor a laser tank, nor a personal killer-sprite dog, nor even an android with a rotary machine gun. And our Jora, on top of everything else, is also a Komsomol member, a giant of spirit and a titan of thought. Sometimes. At least his skull-fortress seems to match the role. And to him, comrade Verkhazov—one could apply another saying… but no, you can’t. The great responsibility was already on him even before great power.
Time to set off on a long journey, Jora—stop squashing your buns. It’s time to go into the forest. It’s time to return this world’s lost flame and meaning.