The Battle Year 1918

Again a reincarnator. Again—into the past. But all self-respecting heroes are sent to points of bifurcation in history. This one ended up at a time when everything had already been decided and nothing could be changed. The territory of the former Russian Empire. 1918. And what should he do if he doesn’t like whites, reds, or—good heavens— even greens? Anarchists, monarchists, and all the other “-ists” don’t appeal to him either. And Nazis (who still haven’t hatched properly) he can’t stand at all. So what’s to be done? Who knows…