In a world that makes sense, I would hate the three Alekseev brothers.
And yet... because nothing about my life does make sense, I see them in a surprising light.
This leaves me with a glimmer of... something.
Is it passion? Desire? Lust?
Hope?
All while I'm faced with the unlikeliest of horrors.
Ashamed as I am, I crave them with a longing that reaches into every corner of my being.
They represent my deepest fears and darkest dreams, and yet have become my sanctuary. A beacon in the darkness.
The darkness of a pawn caught in treacherous dealings with dangerous adversaries.
Powerful forces seek to tear Vadik, Kir, and Niko apart, and do even worse to me.
Only they can keep me safe.
The three men whose hands claimed me first. Who touched me first.
Who gave birth to the very nightmares that haunt me.
But who are also my hopes and dreams.
Without them, I will perish, and not only at the hand of their rivals.