Yatshen. Rudazov A.V.

Some consider me a monster. Others consider me a demon. Nobody considers me a person, although I have a human brain and human mind. I am Yatshen. An artificially created creature with a very memorable appearance. People at the sight of me usually shout, and this is by no means cries of delight. Yatskhen’s life cannot be called easy and pleasant. Of course, six hands are more convenient than two, the wings are wonderful, and the bulletproof skin has helped me out more than once. But the problems correspond to the possibilities: more than once or two I found myself on the verge of death, more than once or two rebelled literally from the dead. Life is a stormy. I visited hundreds of different worlds. I saw something that no one saw. I was visiting the gods and fought with the demons. And in the end, he sanded with an enemy, whose worse has not yet been invented...