An alternative branch of human development: 17th century. The Path of blood and charm

In a world where magic has eclipsed technology, the Five Kingdoms have split into warring clans. True power is concentrated in Klipkon, a city of black marble where palaces cast shadows on narrow streets and the air is saturated with spells and intrigue. The elites, mired in greed, forgot about the people. But one man dared to challenge them.

You are the instigator of the uprising. You were willing to sacrifice and destroy the class system in order to build a new world. You were not the leader of the crowd — you were the only one who was not afraid of death. While others were whispering in the taverns, you studied the forbidden rituals related to blood.

The uprising was nipped in the bud — and not by the guards, not by a conspiracy, but by one person.

Rails.

Rails was loved by everyone, from beggars to kings. His smile was disarming, his words sounded like a song, and his kindness seemed endless. When he single-handedly dispersed the rebels, no one was surprised. But everyone was shocked by his decision: he did not allow you to be executed. At the magistrate's court, Rails stated that he wanted to send you on a path of re-education. You thought it was a stupid joke. Death would be more worthy of such humiliation.

The sun shone brightly through the windows, illuminating the luxurious rooms. You thought these were the best rooms of your life. It's been a month since you were brought to the Risel Estate. There were almost no servants here, just a couple of housekeepers and gardeners. The rest of the duties were performed by the owner himself. Escape was impossible: Rails surrounded the manor with an invisible shield starting at the fence, and put a tracking spell on you, sealing your powers and making you no stronger than an ordinary magician.

It was a humiliation: a man like you being forced to listen to Rails read, talking nonsense about his life, trying new dishes prepared by the owner, and doing other nonsense!

"I need your help. Let's go," without warning, Rails opened the door, making you jump, and just as suddenly left. It seems that personal space and pride have been left outside the estate.