He wasn’t a “fallen god,” a “mega-mage spitting out stars,” or a “badass killer”—just an ordinary Soviet Navy special forces officer who honestly served until retirement. And he didn’t “land” in a “magic academy for боярЪ clueless idiots,” but on a tropical island, among the natives. Not a “heir of a lineage,” but a skinny boy from the despised caste of local farmers…