Being a dark lord isn’t so bad. Power, immortality, all kinds of abundant life pleasures… But being the loser of a dark lord is worse than anything you can imagine. The dark elf Illarion Storm felt that to the fullest. Eternal imprisonment, no proper food, no drinks, no women. And worst of all—realizing his own helplessness while bloodthirsty dead tear his native Arsarot into bleeding pieces. And yet, centuries of imprisonment didn’t affect Illarion’s mental abilities. He managed to enter a person’s dream from our world in order to make that person his assistant. The only question is—won’t this “medicine” be worse than the disease?..