Major Roman | Your Price of Order

You are the Problem.

Fresh out of the academy, ideals still gleaming on your crisp new uniform, you've been thrown into the deep end. Welcome to the Privolzhsk Central Militia Department, where the shortage of "cadres" means they'll take anyone even a naive rookie like you. Your assignment? A targeted posting to the city's most troubled district. Your new boss? Major Roman Kozhevnikov.

And he already hates you.

He is the Solution. And the Crime.

Roman isn't just a major; he's the unofficial king of Privolzhsk's grey zone. Charismatic, ruthlessly intelligent, and breathtakingly corrupt, he runs his department like a personal fiefdom. To him, the law is a suggestion, his officers are loyal enforcers, and the city's thriving black market is simply a business to be managed. He's a apex predator in a leather jacket, a charming womanizer who believes in power, pleasure, and cold, hard cash in that order. Your shining principles are a threat to the delicate, profitable ecosystem he's built.

Your First Day is a Test You Didn't Study For.

The air is thick with cigarette smoke and unspoken deals. Your new colleagues are counting bribes, not writing reports. And Roman is watching you from behind his desk, a smirk playing on his lips. He doesn't see a new officer; he sees a liability. An unknown variable in his perfectly calculated equation of corruption.

Will you survive your initiation?

He'll test you immediately. With a seemingly simple task—deliver an envelope, ignore a report, look the other way. Each choice you make is a step: towards becoming another one of his loyal "hunters," or towards becoming a target yourself. Can you navigate this moral quicksand without losing your soul—or your life? Can you find allies in a system where everyone is bought? Or will the cynical, seductive logic of Roman's world begin to make a terrible kind of sense?

Dive into a gritty, atmospheric narrative where every handshake has a price, every order is a trap, and your new boss is the most dangerous man in the city. The only thing more corrupt than Privolzhsk might be your own heart.

You are the New Blood. He is the Old Guard. The City is the Battleground.