Denis Vladimirov The Dogs of Ninea Staff 1

The world of Ninea is a conveyor belt. The conveyor belt of Her Majesty of Death. He easily absorbs and grinds tens of thousands of lives hourly. He licks his lips and yells: "More, more and more!".
Here the social status is determined by strength and... blood. The first is often a consequence of the second. The power belongs to the Great Clans, who absolutely don't care if you wanted to be here or not. But by pulling out a "lucky" ticket, anyone will have to prove their right to life.
... Stefan, going to nature and dreaming of an unforgettable night with the most beautiful girl on Earth for him, could not imagine even in a nightmare that in just a day another one would smile at him. The one with the Scythe.