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Barin-Shabarin 4

Barin-Shabarin 4

8 hrs. 13 min.
I believed in the future of my country—Russia was changing before my eyes. I completed the presidential program and burned with a desire to develop new lands. But I died in a conflict with traitors, for whom the word “Motherland” is just an empty sound, and who split budgets.

And let their sins be repaid! How is it that I sinned so much to end up in the 19th century, in the body of a moral scoundrel who lost at cards the lord of the manor? My estate is mortgaged to the bank, a crack in the house is covered by a painting with a naked lady, and bandits come to my place like it’s home! Oh yes, Mom already went off to Petersburg, taking all the money she had.

All of it? No—he, that is, I already, had promised something to the whole society…

“Sir! Those unhumans are threatening us again!” I hear the trembling voice of the steward.

“I’m coming, I’m coming, Yemelka,” I sigh, taking the pistol from the bedside table.

Well then, where nothing is lost! Russia, my dear—welcome your son!
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