In fact, I don’t give a shit about these conventions, I have my own fiefdom, which is why I bought a huge piece of forest behind my house, but not everyone can afford it, and therefore they walk their second essence in the common forest.

I pass by a rickety booth. From there, the burning eyes of a huge werewolf look behind me. I open the glass, demonstratively spit in his direction and also silently close the window. Let him know who's boss here.

One day this whole city with all its contents will become mine, then I will immediately put things in order not only in the city, but...