About the book: year / Yes, by the way, I forgot to introduce myself, Ruslan Vitalievich Urusov. Hereditary Kuban Cossack, born and raised in the village of Chervlennaya. And now I’m sitting and waiting for death, and the funny thing is that I know exactly when it will come. I have exactly fifteen standard days left, or three hundred earthly hours, although no, it’s already a little less, and it’s all because of the fulfillment of my desires.