About the book: year / I was the commander of the best detachment of mercenaries on the next hundreds of worlds. Almost no failures. Almost. The last employer did not want to pay and set up my entire group. Only I was able to survive and they promised fifteen million credits for my head. But an old man found me and hired me for a new mission. The price is life from scratch in a closed world and the opportunity to become Aristo, and the task that must be completed is to survive. Is there any catch to this? Oh yes! And what a one! I'm fifteen and I'm hungry. Besides, if the old man’s colleagues find out that I’m his pawn, they’ll start hunting me.