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I have just started to get into the rhythm of a new life when another pile of problems landed on my plate. On one side there is the Department, full of new assignments, new portals, and the same deadly spirits lurking inside them. My Planewalker career is slowly taking off, and it keeps...

My fame was far ahead of me. I once had my own space fleet and the best women in the world. Some called me a hero, others a murderer. A few said I was a traitor. Even my father turned his back on me. Long story short, in the end, I was sentenced to death. That didn't quite work for me. So when the chance came, I took it. I chose a new life in a new world. Got a new body too. Now I'm a young nobleman in the Russian Empire. Yes, I'll have to start biting throats again. Prove I belong at the top. But when has that ever stopped me? Fate gave me another go, and I don't plan to waste it.

Well, they haven't kicked me out yet, so that's good news. And though I've made some enemies, I've also made some friends, too! Prince Alexey, the ghost Ibrahim, the cursed giant dwarf Hornborn, and the witch Lacrimosa. I even closed my first Distortion and destroyed a Curse! Oh, and did I mention that a necromancer named Dorian taught me how to use the Book of a Thousand Places to enter a special dimension called Tenedom? He has a house there! Also, if Dorian is to be believed, you can use the Book to speak to chaos demons.

I'm Maxim Temnikov, and unlike your typical twelve-year-old, I have the spirit of a necromancer living inside my head. I also study at a magic school where everyone is at least a few years older than me. And if that wasn't enough, I spend more time at the headmaster's office than I do in my room. Oh, I can also see ghosts. Cool, right? Well, it'd be, if they would stop bothering me with their nonsense. I'm not their therapist or social worker!

"Man mache sich gefasst... von nun an eine ununterbrochene Reihe von Naturschönheiten und Seltenheiten zu sehen, welche an Größe, Schönheit und Umfang immer mehr zunehmen je weiter man kommt... Das Auge wird mehrere Tage lang eine Weide haben, welche für Geist und Herz die schönste Nahrung gibt." So beschreibt der Theologe Wilhelm Leberecht Götzinger 1804 den Anfang des Wanderwegs in der Sächsischen Schweiz.