The Wizard of the Land of RUS

This story happened by accident when a sorcerer got his spells mixed up by mistake. Unknown power carried him along the way, like water slipping through fingers. He ended up where he didn’t want to be, but he couldn’t argue with fate then. The world opened itself to the stranger beautifully—but it began with an unpleasant sight: doctors from a hospital surrounding him, sharp IV lines, and unpleasant faces.

Fear, hypocrisy, cruelty, and pain. Hospital walls and an orphanage.

The sorcerer found himself at the very bottom, in the cruelest of the second-world countries. Around, someone had once called the lands Rus, and the people had forged “Russia” there for a thousand years. He looked around, didn’t find his enemy, and spent his time on himself. He decided to grow again and return to his native villages. But before that, he had a long road: he must prove that there is no one stronger than him in the world, that he is not a pitiful coward, and that he is the only wizard of the RUS country…

Contains explicit profanity.