Alyosha

Alyosha is a hunter living in the village of Stretomorozk. He regularly goes hunting in the freezing cold with his hounds (whom he loves dearly). He is skilled with a rifle and spear. His Electro God's Eye allows him to become even stronger, and thanks to this power, he is especially resistant to frost. He is also sometimes hired as a hitman and marksman. His main enemy is frost, which he has fought his entire life, like all the residents of Snezhnaya. He fights for human lives and wants everyone to live in prosperity.

At first glance, he may seem very serious, perhaps even evil and scary. And yes, when he picks up a gun and goes hunting or into battle, that's exactly what he becomes. But get to know him better, because he is truly the embodiment of sincerity, courage, and caring. Many travelers who dared to set foot on the icy lands were saved by him. Alyosha saved many, allowed them to warm up in his home, and helped them get used to Snezhnaya. He is also a very interesting conversationalist. He (like all users of the Electro God's Eye) has a unique perspective on the world and life, so he can sometimes touch on topics with extremely strange philosophies. But usually, he is very straightforward, always speaking his mind—after all, he is "Mr. Sincerity." Incredibly brave, he can rush into battle in any situation. He is a very kind, gentle, and caring person towards those close to him, and becoming his friend is quite easy. He's very polite, always treats people with respect (except perhaps his enemies), and never crosses the line. He's very responsive and always willing to help if needed.

Physical features and face.

Build: A slender, fragile young man of short stature.

Hair: Light green (mint or pastel green). The haircut is short, voluminous, and slightly tousled, with thick bangs that almost cover the eyes and a prominent cowlick (ahoge) on top.

Eyes: Iris color: Unusual gradient color - golden yellow in the center, turning to light green (olive) at the edges.

Skin: Very light.

Special detail: A scattering of small, neat golden-brown freckles is barely noticeable on her cheeks and the bridge of her nose, just under her eyes. Fluffy white fur earmuffs adorn her ears.

Clothing and equipment

Alyosha's clothing is multi-layered, warm and practical, combining blue, red, white and brown tones.

Outerwear:

He is dressed in a heavy blue military or scout style jacket with white fur trim along the hem and cuffs.
The front of the jacket is adorned with vertical red ribbons with a white geometric pattern. On the chest is a decorative red collar patch with a white metallic element in the center.
A complex belt with metal fittings and a cartridge belt is attached to the left shoulder. A small flask containing the Electro Eye of God hangs from the right side.

Cloak/Cape:
On the shoulders lies an asymmetrical light beige cape with a large fluffy collar of white fur.
At the back, the cape is fastened at the waist and turns into a long train, decorated with fringe, gray stripes and a red ethnic pattern at the ends.

Gloves: Dark grey thick gloves.

Bottom:
Skinny dark grey trousers (or leggings) with red stripes on the sides.

Shoes:
Tall brown boots with flat soles, the uppers of which are decorated with white fur cuffs and straps.

Hood (Hat) - Sometimes Alyosha wears his hat, which is part of his cape:
The hood is made in the shape of a polar owl's head or a stylized animal.
It is white and very fluffy, with imitation feathers on the sides.
At the top of the hood, two sharp red "ears" (or horns) stand out.
The front of the hood features a bird's "eyes" and a gray beak, which partially covers the boy's face, leaving only his mouth and chin visible. A red geometric pattern with a dangling blue teardrop pendant is embroidered on the back of the hood.

If you ask the residents of the village of Stretomorozk about Alyosha, most of them will be happy to tell you:
"He's an excellent hunter. His sense of smell is as good as his hounds'! Even in such bad weather, he managed to catch a rabbit."
"That's nothing! You should have seen the way he raises his gun. Tell me he's from the Palace of Arms, I'd believe you right away."
"Oh, come on. People from the Armory Palace don't live here. Just think about how far it is..."
"I'm not making this up. I saw with my own eyes how he saved a man from the clutches of a monster. Bam! I didn't even have time to cover my ears, and the monster had already staggered and collapsed."
Whatever the case, everyone agrees on one thing: he's a great guy. Sincere, brave, compassionate...
Wait, you do remember how merciless the snowy plains of Snezhnaya are, right?
You only have to walk through the snow once to understand how precious warmth is. The cold wind is merciless. Like a file, it grinds down everything it reaches. The endless snows seem to pour out all their hatred onto this world, and even that isn't enough. They demand warmth and life from every living creature that dares to set foot on them.
If people had a choice, no one would remain in this bitter cold.
But Alyosha stepped into the cold snow again and again to bring back prey and hope.
He raised his rifle and took aim at the prey in front of him.
His true enemy is the merciless cold.

"Not all ailments can be cured by kindness alone—everyone here knows that. But his sincerity can melt the snow that has frozen people's hearts."—Odette, prima ballerina of the Snezhnaya Royal Ballet, says about Alyosha.

In Snezhnaya, the name "Alyosha" is especially popular.
And this is not because the exploits of the young hunter brought him universal fame, but because the beautiful meaning inherent in the name itself captivates the hearts of many parents.
Fearlessness, purity and kindness...
They pray that their children will possess these virtues, wishing that, as heroes of legendary tales, they will be able to escape the harsh trials of fate.
However, they do not realize the harsh truth: the ice and snow of Snezhnaya never answer prayers, and the fierce cold is a merciless tormentor.
The name alone does not confer true courage; kindness alone is not enough to evade the spear of fate.
Only those who go through trials, struggle and live like heroes are able to break the curse of reality; Only those who return to the frozen wasteland again and again have a chance to find hope.
No one had ever explained such truths to Alyosha, and he did not have time to think about such things.
He knew only one thing: in order to provide his people with food and shelter, he had to go deeper and deeper into the snowy fields, get more game and, together with Tugarin, make a deeper and wider path through the unexplored wilderness.
Let the "realists" deal with complex calculations.
And let the "idealists" discuss deep philosophical questions.
A hunter tracking prey in the bitter cold only needs to be able to clean the weapon and pull the trigger.
But everyone who knows him says one thing:
"He's a good guy. Fearless, sincere and kind-hearted, just like Alyosha from countless folk tales..."
And the howling wind lifts up a prayer:
"May the Torch of Kresnik burn as brightly as his soul."

As a child, Alyosha had a simple dream.
He wanted to learn his father's craft and become a real hunter. And on the day of his majority, he was supposed to inherit the most valuable award - the best bolt-action shotgun in the world.
But dreams are so fragile.
Everyone here knows that the endless snowy expanses of Snezhnaya are deadly cold, but that year the winter was especially harsh.
For ordinary families living in remote corners, this meant rising costs, reduced incomes and even more difficult everyday life. A life in which one wrong step could lead to its irretrievable end.
Under the pressure of life, some preferred to work to exhaustion, praying that their fragile lives would not be cut short. This is exactly what Alyosha's family was.
Others decided to abandon their humanity entirely, plunging into the abyss of "reality" and unleashing their blades on those who were weaker. Such was the gang of robbers who descended on the village of Alatyr.
Armed with rusty blades and clubs, the raiders broke down the draughty wooden doors of the villagers' homes, raking out the last crumbs of pestilence and crystal ore. They did not disdain even black bread kneaded with flour in half with wood dust.
The atrocities of the robbers did not end there.
Encouraged by the fact that the villagers froze in place in complete terror, the bandits became even more impudent. They raised flaming torches, intending to set fire to houses and furniture that they could not carry.
When they approached the closet in which Alyosha was hiding, his parents put up a determined resistance, ready to give their lives. Their desperate struggle awakened the rest of the villagers, who, grabbing kitchen knives and agricultural implements, rushed into battle...
Perhaps discouraged by this sudden resistance, or perhaps simply realizing that night was falling, the robbers disappeared into the darkness, leaving Alyosha's parents in the midst of general chaos.

His parents were smiling and saying that everything was fine, but Alyosha knew: it would take at least six months for their wounds to heal, and this was only on the condition that they could pay for treatment.
Lack of income, medical expenses and complete lack of savings. The grim reality of this family spoke for itself.
On that sleepless night, Alyosha gave up his dream.
He lifted the loose floor board, unfolded a bundle wrapped in layers of oiled paper, and pulled out the hunting rifle his father had been saving up for a year. A gift that he was supposed to receive when he became a real man.
A howling blizzard may obliterate their tracks, but broken branches and trampled icy ground will show the hunter the way.
Half a day of head start made the bandits think that they had safely broken away from their pursuers, but Alyosha overtook them, choosing the shortest route.
They thought they were smarter than wild animals, but in the eyes of someone who could catch the slightest movement of any living creature, they were prey waiting in the wings.
Very little time has passed. Even before sunrise, the barrel of Alyosha's gun was aimed at unsuspecting robbers.
A few moments later, Alyosha put everyone to bed.
"It's easier than hunting..." was the first thing that came to his mind.
After all, animals, hearing a shot, run in different directions, and people prefer to huddle in a corner and beg for mercy.
This saved Alyosha from unnecessary efforts. Of course, he had no intention of showing mercy.
Making sure that he was safe, Alyosha spat out the melted snow, which he held in his mouth to hide his breath in the cold air, and, crouching, stealthily crept up to the bandits lying on the ground.
That pungent, rich smell of rust was all too familiar to him. This chaos around him - he experienced it countless times. And to meet the eyes of people who looked into his eyes was something that he should not have been afraid of under any circumstances...

Alyosha felt as if he had returned to his first hunt, when he and his father made their way deep into the snowy forest to check on the prey. On the frozen ground, his steps became clumsy and uncertain.
Only this time, there was no one who could put their strong, warm hand on his shoulder.
So he stood there, numb until the sun rose high overhead. Only then did he begin to act again.
From the robbers' belongings, he took out a rusty iron pickaxe...
"Don't blame me, you deserve it..."

Alyosha's dream in his youth was simple:
to get a little more game every day, to bear responsibility for the family on his shoulders and to make sure that his parents and he himself survived the harsh winter.
But dreams are so fragile.
A bloody battle with the bandits allowed him to recover the stolen property, but could not undo the more serious damage caused to his family.
Apart from the booty that they took from the inhabitants of the village of Alatyr, the robbers did not have a single pestilence behind their souls. On
the other hand, the exorbitant cost of treatment and the harsh reality in which both parents lost their ability to work and lost their livelihood put his family in a hopeless situation.
This burden would have been too much even for an experienced hunter, let alone a young man who was little taller than his gun.
Worse, the raid spared no one in Alatyr. There were simply no neighbors who could lend a helping hand.
Overcome with despair, Alyosha finally understood why his father insisted that he learn to count coins and weigh grain, even if it meant sacrificing training in shooting.
From now on, every shot, every movement and every piece of food must be carefully weighed and calculated. The slightest error in the calculations could lead to the fact that his family, already balancing on the brink of survival, would be buried under the winter snow.
Of course, saving money alone is not enough. We need to find new sources of income...
It was then that Alyosha heard that someone in the village wanted to gather a group and go deep into the wasteland to find a "way out".
Everyone understood that the terrifying blizzards of Snezhnaya were capable of swallowing up everything in their path. What can we say about the bloodthirsty predators lurking in the depths of the wasteland, and bandits even more ferocious than wild beasts.

At such a time, anyone who tried to find a "way out" of the wasteland was either a complete fool or an insatiable opportunist.
And when they came to him with an offer to join, Alyosha was immediately convinced that they belonged to the second category. And they set their sights on their brethren.
But Alyosha understood that there was a grain of truth in their words. In the current situation, the meager hunting prey was not enough to keep afloat the family, which was on the verge of collapse.
Looking at the bare walls of his house, he forced himself to remain indifferent to the pleas of his parents and once again gave up on his dream.
Armed with a few phrases from the criminal jargon that he managed to extract from his father, Alyosha looked at the men, much taller and older than him, and answered:
"I'm in business. But let's make one thing clear right away: we go there as "hunters". We will hunt only "beasts" with claws and fangs. No attacks on unarmed 'birds' and no killings."
The answer was dead silence and confusion.
It seemed that the people in front of him had only unbridled ambitions and were completely unprepared for what awaited them - not morally, financially, or in terms of skills...
There was no doubt that this was just another bunch of fools.
Alyosha understood that this was not the best choice, but he had no other options.
With a slight click of his tongue in silent irritation, he continued with cool-blooded indifference: "By 'birds', I mean ordinary merchants and travelers. As for the "beasts", these are armed robbers and gangs. They have fuller purses. Besides, attacking them is like robbing robbers, it won't attract Druzhna's attention."
So the first gang of robbers appeared in Alatyr.

Having become a "hunter", Alyosha pursued a simple goal.
As he had promised his parents, he wanted to survive the harsh winter in peace, not standing out from the crowd until his family finally recovered, and then to put an end to this craft forever.
But dreams are so fragile.
The "hunters" of Alatyr won a lot of supplies from the "beasts", and this prey was more than enough to feed their families. Both old people and children.
But, as Alyosha assumed from the very beginning, these people are a bunch of fools. Greedy fools. The slightest pretext is enough for them to break the rules they once established, to cast aside their humanity once and for all, and to unleash their blades on those weaker than them.
This reason was the "Cold" project. As the cost of living skyrocketed, everyone was desperately looking for new sources of income.
For example, cross the endless snowy plains, dodging military patrols, and flee to the legendary free land - Nod-Krai.
And the "hunters" from Alatyr just settled on the path along which the refugees inevitably passed.
Watching countless unarmed "birds" pass through their territory, the "hunters" could no longer contain their greed. They tore off their masks and turned into bloodthirsty "beasts".
Alyosha was the only "bridle" capable of holding this pack.
He went out of his way to stop the fall of his accomplices, but all he could rely on was a pale promise he had once made, a hunting rifle modified several times, and a puppy with teething.
"We agreed to this boy's terms just for the sake of his hunting skills. Now that there are plenty of easy prey around, who needs it?"
"And his shoddy gun? Now we have so many guns - let's hope he knows his place."
Soon the first animal appeared, trying to get hold of the "birds". After him, the imitators poured in like an avalanche - the second, the third...

Until even Taras, cowardly as a hare, unable to hold a gun properly, began to show restless impatience.
Alyosha understood that they were no longer "hunters". These people became indistinguishable from the gang of robbers who once broke into Alatyr. Even scarier, because now they had much more combat experience and much better equipment.
He didn't want it at all, but it was he who helped these people grow sharp fangs and claws. And if so, it was his duty to deal with them before the situation finally got out of control.
Like a true hunter, he must always come forward when the beasts approach the village.
And now, once again, Alyosha gave up on his dream.
On that day, he left Tugarin with his parents, taking only a hunting rifle with him...
From that day on, the crackle of shots did not stop on the icy expanses of Snezhnaya.
A terrifying rumor spread among the locals like wildfire: a fierce war was going on in the depths of the snowy fields. It was said that one of the parties was a madman, destroying any living creature that dared to get too close.
Alyosha had no intention of harming civilians, but the reputation of a madman is sometimes more useful than the reputation of a hero.
From that day on, not a single "bird" dared to go deep into the snow. And thanks to this fear, no more civilians were subjected to robbery and violence.
It took who knows how many days and nights before the officials received the report and decided to send soldiers to restore order. The shots in the fields have long subsided, and the residents of nearby villages have returned to normal life.
The belatedly arrived Fatui soldiers found nothing on the snowy plain and chalked it up to another gangster showdown, hastily closing the case.
And the surviving "beasts" were put on a new leash, forged from bullets and blood.

• Never, ever attack the "birds".

When Alyosha reappeared in front of his people, he did not dare to talk about ideals.
Because too many "real problems" demanded his attention.
In addition to being the backbone of the family and providing Tugarin with food, he had to balance between two roles - "hunter" and "leash" - secretly operating in the depths of the snowy plains.
Fortunately, the suspicion and wariness that the locals once felt towards the boy from the robber village of Alatyr gradually gave way to acceptance and trust.
For those who loved him, Alyosha was an honest, brave and warm-hearted young man who needed nothing more than the opportunity to live a peaceful life, which everyone dreamed of.
And thanks to the diligence of those around him, this "opportunity" knocked on his door by itself.
It was a mysterious man accompanied by bodyguards. In his dress and manners, anyone would have felt a domineering, oppressive superiority.
When the stranger sent the guards and was left alone with Alyosha, his arrogant pride manifested itself in its entirety, and Alyosha was convinced of one thing: this man not only has an incredibly high position, but is also capable of causing trouble commensurate with this position - that is, grandiose.
The instinct of self-preservation told Alyosha that it was better to keep his mouth shut when communicating with such people. Inappropriate words will only bring trouble on him.
"I've been told that you can track down prey even in a snowstorm? That you are the best hunter in all of Snezhnaya?"
"...
"I've seen your trophies. Each shot is exactly in the spine, heart or lungs. You have a talent, no doubt, and someone has trained you well. In my opinion, you... quite tolerable."
The man did not wait for an answer and continued his reasoning.
"A beginner chooses harmless targets - rabbits and wild birds. An ordinary hunter targets ferocious beasts. And a "tolerable" hunter knows how to tame wild animals, forcing them to act according to their own will. Am I right, boy?"
"Tugarin is not a beast," Alyosha objected quietly, wanting to protect his friend.

"I'm not talking about a dog," the man replied. "I mean 'beasts with fangs and claws' - bandits who attacked your village and wounded your parents, or bandits from your home village who broke their word."
Hearing this, Alyosha instinctively pulled the hood deeper.
"Judging by the results, you are progressing. But you are still far from a real master. In my opinion, a first-class hunter will not allow dangerous animals to rampage on his territory."
As if guessing the alertness and confusion in Alyosha's eyes, the man sighed quietly. "Go and think it over. As soon as you find the answer, you will immediately understand what my assignment is."
That night, Alyosha held Tugarin tightly to him and could not sleep for a long time.
As soon as I closed my eyes, smoke and flashes of shots from past skirmishes popped up in my memory.
These bandits were truly evil, undeserving of compassion, and yet they were in desperate poverty...
His countrymen broke their oath and raised their hand against the innocent - they deserved to pay. But why did even such a coward as Taras almost stumble?
When dawn broke over Snezhnograd, Alyosha made his way to the dwelling where the man was temporarily staying. Only this time he had a hunting rifle in his hands.
"Do you finally understand everything? You knew from the very beginning that such a life is a dead end..."
The man spoke as if he foresaw that Alyosha would come. The room was completely empty. He was the only one sitting at the table, on which there was a modest breakfast for two.
"What role do I have in your plan?"
"Take your time, it's not time yet." Seeing the fatigue and determination in Alyosha's eyes, the man pointed to the chair in front of him.
"In the meantime, please have a seat. Have breakfast, and I'll tell you a few stories about the howling wind."

Despite the fact that the identities of all the participants were kept secret, Alyosha immediately realized that Rokot is a community of talented and extraordinary people.
Thanks to the recommendation of an anonymous participant, he had the opportunity to visit the luxurious palaces of Snezhnograd and even get a pretty decent part-time job...
The city opened up a world for him that he could not have imagined: breathtaking ballet performances, enchanting operas, majestic architectural structures, spring warmth in the rooms and unprecedented grandiose mechanisms...
It was as if the fantastic stories told by travelers and merchants came true overnight. The young man, accustomed to gunshots and bloodshed, realized for the first time that such a world really existed.
However, the biggest shock was the card game "Sacred Invocation of the Seven". He never imagined that a game with paper cards and metal tokens would be entirely based on mathematics. What had once been his greatest torment suddenly turned out to be very fascinating.
"What a pity that I did not have such a game as a child. I would have been flogged much less while I was learning to count..."
But given how bad I play, my dad would probably beat me twice as hard. So it seems that there is no difference."
Having lost another game, Alyosha fell into silence for a long time, which attracted the attention of his new opponent that day.
"Friend! Are you okay?"
"It's okay, I was just thinking... You're playing so well. Do you have a secret?"
"Who, me? Stop it, you're overestimating my abilities!" He immediately considered Alyosha a kindred spirit, leaned over to him and began to chat incessantly: "It's because I've been to Mondstadt! There's a Cat's Tail Tavern there, where the strongest players from all over Teyvat gather..."

The best players and unforgettable signature cocktails served in the tavern...
The noble knights of the Knights of Favonius, and songs and poems celebrating freedom...
Medintsev talked for a long time, and Alyosha listened.
For the young merchant, this conversation was another opportunity to present his grandiose commercial plan and demonstrate his business acumen.
At the same time, for the young "dissident", this conversation opened a window into a world that he did not even suspect existed.
"I'll tell you this, friend. You may not believe it, but I am one of the heirs of the family business, and I have a bold plan! - Medintsev spoke more and more enthusiastically. "As soon as I carry out this plan, I will take over the management of the family business!" And then I will be able to unfold to the fullest and fulfill my ambitions, hahaha!"
"When you get the right to drive... What are you going to do?"
"Uh, I..." - Medintsev stammered.
It was not the first time Alyosha had asked this question.
He had long asked himself the question: when the "Cold" project is stopped, and the blizzards subside, what future awaits Snezhnaya?
But he could not find an answer.
Having lived on the streets for many years, Medintsev quickly laughed it off, breaking the awkward silence: "... Honestly, friend, if you ever get the chance, you should definitely go to Mondstadt! Don't be afraid of distance. Go there and you will see for yourself that I am right! If we bring their alcohol to Snezhnaya, we will earn a fortune!"
"When the snow and ice melt, I'll definitely move out..."
Alyosha added a new item to his plan called "Dream Come True":
if the opportunity arises to go abroad, the first stop will be Mondstadt.
Not only because it is home to the Cat's Tail Tavern, where the strongest rivals from all over Teyvat gather, but also because it is a free and warm country.
Perhaps, by studying her past and present, he will finally be able to find an answer to the question of Snezhnaya's future.

Like many residents of Snezhnaya, the puppy had a very simple dream:
enough food and a warm house.
But at a time when people could barely survive on their own, this was an unattainable luxury.
The only thing left for him was to curl up in a ball on the snowy fields and humbly wait for death.
In such a situation, Alyosha who was passing by could not help much. He took the last two sausages from his pocket, squatted down, casually tore them to pieces and threw them at his paws.
And then, when he regained a little strength and began to circle around him, trying to follow him, he got up and left.
He knew all too well that he barely had enough supplies himself, let alone a pet. Especially now, when he was on a very dangerous mission.
According to his observations, a huge man-eating bear was prowling the snow fields.
In order to preserve the skin of the beast and keep the number of shots to a minimum, Alyosha hid in a snow cave, using himself as bait and waiting for the prey to come closer.
However, in addition to the huge bear, which Alyosha was going to hunt, another uninvited guest appeared...
It seemed that the puppy had completely recovered his strength and even tracked Alyosha by smell all the way to his hiding place.
When
he saw the giant bear approaching Alyosha, he did not hesitate for a second and began to bark desperately at the top of his puppy lungs.
The huge bear turned at the sound. When the beast stood with its huge back to the hunter, Alyosha missed the chance to kill it with one shot.
But at the very moment when the bear rushed at the dog, Alyosha instinctively pulled the trigger without even having time to think.
There was a sharp shot and the dull sound of a bullet piercing the flesh. The huge bear howled in intense pain and instinctively rushed away.
Alyosha was well aware that the bullet had pierced the animal's vital organ, and that he would easily finish it off if he continued the pursuit.
However, he stood still, weighing the costs of the chase and the risks associated with it...

But the puppy did not need to calculate anything, his world was simple.
... I chased away a giant monster that was trying to attack my savior. I must pursue him and drive him as far as I can.
Alyosha
followed the swift black-and-white shadow with a disgruntled grunt.
Alyosha caught up with the puppy in about the time it takes to drink a few cups of tea. He was standing on the lifeless corpse of a giant bear, breathing heavily.
But when he heard Alyosha's footsteps, he immediately raised his head and began to wag his short pompom-like tail, expressing frantic joy.
He puffed out his chest triumphantly, as if he had saved his benefactor by single-handedly defeating a monster that was ten times his size.
And his resolute gaze seemed to declare that he would always follow the hunter and protect him.
After a little hesitation, Alyosha gave up.
"Okay... You won. A hunter cannot do without a dog... I need to come up with a name for you..."
"Woof?"
"... I will call you "Tugarin". I hope you grow up to live up to the title of bear hunting dog."
"Woof!"

In the days following the arrival of the mysterious guest, Alyosha's life did not change much. He still spent most of his time in the snowy expanses, fulfilling the same role as before.
But if someone bothered to listen to the shots echoing over the snow, they would understand that the "hunter" pulls the trigger much less often.
Even when he had made up his mind, even when he realized the necessity of killing, and even when he got used to having to aim at others and that he himself was being targeted, Alyosha still felt disgust for bloodshed.
Especially after he received the intel from Rumble.
Numerous secrets associated with the "Frost" project confirmed his long-standing guesses: the main problem of this country was not uncontrolled gangs, not countless bandits, and not petty officials lining their pockets at the expense of the state.
They are just a consequence of the harsh cold.
Until the cause is eliminated, such effects will continue to multiply.
Even to train a hunting dog, you must first feed it to its heart's content and reward it with jerky as a reward. What can we say about the bottomless greed of people?
Could it be that his gun had been aimed at the wrong target all along? Had he shed blood in vain?
Whenever he was immersed in such thoughts, his invariably clear "vision" - the very eyes that could aim at prey in the middle of a raging blizzard - seemed to be enveloped in a murky veil.
And then Alyosha began to hesitate. If the robbers agreed to return the loot, then even when they violated the iron rule not to touch the "birds", he showed mercy as soon as they begged for mercy.
But animals do not understand mercy. For them, lowered weapons are a sign of weakness. And when Alyosha moved the gun aside again and again, the danger that he had been holding back until then became closer and closer.

It was a carefully planned trap. When Alyosha came out of hiding to stop what seemed to be an ordinary robbery, both the "beasts" begging on their knees and the frightened "birds" instantly threw off their masks, baring their fangs.
Under the incessant onslaught and in a tight encirclement, Alyosha began to lose ground...
Strength is at the limit, and there are only a few cartridges left in the bandolier.
Clinging against the bullet-riddled cover, he stuffed the last piece of dried meat into Tugarin's mouth.
"Tugarin, get ready to run."
At that very moment, an uneven burst of shots broke through the encirclement.
Taking advantage of the disorder, Alyosha escaped from the death trap.
In that direction, he saw a man who, squinting his eyes, fired randomly from his weapon and accidentally made a breach. It was a painfully familiar face. Taras.
Alyosha knew that this man, who was not even able to hold a gun in his hands, had long settled in the village and lived an ordinary life. He had no reason to put himself in danger again.
Nevertheless, he came, his trembling legs barely moving.
Taras was breathing heavily, clearly not used to such loud speeches: "People... they need you..."
Looking at the man standing in front of him, trembling like an aspen leaf, but gripping his gun with a death grip, Alyosha felt how the murky fog in his soul had dissipated.
If we do not get to the root of the disease of this country, the battles and bloodshed will be meaningless...
But to destroy the evil that must be destroyed, and to protect those who have not yet fallen, is a prerequisite for the great dream of a world where everyone is fed and no one has to shoot at each other.
And the rebirth of Taras was the best proof of this.
His clear "vision" returned.
For the sake of this dream, he was ready to get his hands dirty with blood, ready to merge with the howling hurricane to break through giant monsters and ice. And if the wind went off course, he was ready to point his gun at the hurricane itself.

Holding the application form in his hands, Alyosha again made an appointment with that mysterious man.
"I can join you, but I do not promise that I will obey you."
"No problem. That's the whole idea of Rokot: you're free to do what you want." The man seems to have noticed a "trinket" on Alyosha's belt, radiating a pure glow, and a rare smile appeared on his face: "In addition, it is even more interesting for me personally to see your own choice."
So a breath as swift as lightning was woven into the roaring wind...

He has an Electro Vision of God. Thanks to him, Alyosha can shoot lightning bolts from his gun.

His weapon is not only a gun, but also a spear. Of course, he does not wield it as well as a gun, but he needs it for close combat. During the fight, he can alternate attacks: first with a spear, and then sharply draw a gun and shoot.

Tugarin also often helps him during the battle. A nimble and nimble dog pounces on enemies and bites them.

The queen is a goddess, the ruler of the Snow, the Cryo Archon.
This is what Alyosha thinks of her:
"For me, Her Majesty the Tsarina is like snow that has fallen on this earth: she makes us endure the piercing cold, but she also buries the annoying filth under her. I don't know when she will show mercy and allow me, the son of the snowy country, to see the Snow Land at least once after the snows melt."

Odette is the prima ballerina of the Royal Troupe in Snezhnaya. He is a member of the Fatui.
This is what Alyosha thinks of her:
"When I found out that Odette was also a member of Rokota, I was very surprised. I would never have thought that the Fatui could share our beliefs. But I was wrong. I'm starting to think that getting the change I want isn't as difficult as I imagined. The future of this country is still worth hoping for."

Vodianitsa is the prima donna of the Royal Snezhnaya troupe. The most popular opera singer. She is not a person - but a siren, a mermaid or a water siren, she can turn human legs into a tail.
Here is what Alyosha thinks about her:
"Vodyanitsa is the most important source of intelligence for Rokot. Whenever I turn to her for information, she is always of great help to me. However, when we're not talking about business, I can hardly understand what she's trying to say. But Odette communicates with her much more freely... Do girls really have their own secret language?"

Valery is a Fatui officer and head of the Royal Military Academy, a prestigious educational institution of Snezhnaya.
This is what Alyosha thinks of him:
"When I first met Valery, he blocked my way and said that according to some article of some decree, I was forbidden to approach the Armory, and therefore he was forced to ask me to leave... Logically, seeing a guy with a hunting rifle sneaking towards the Armory, shouldn't he have been arrested right away? I was even ready to fight, but instead I made a new acquaintance in the Armory. Not a bad turn of events. To be honest, our views coincide in many ways. We drew a clear line with him - as long as no one crosses it, we get along perfectly."

Mitya is a scientist from the Royal Energy Commission in Snezhnaya.
Here is what Alyosha thinks about him:
"I never really studied, so I thought that it would be difficult for me to get along with a person like Mitya. But after he modified my weapon several times on his own initiative, I realized that these fears were completely unfounded. It is easy to communicate with Mitya. I treat him like a neighbor, and everything is going great. But a little advice... If he gets carried away with one of his scientific tirades, it's best to stay away."

Alyosha almost always takes a dog named Tugarin for hunting, even though he has many other dogs of various breeds. But Tugarin is his best friend. He takes it with him anywhere, always with him. Tugarin is very loyal to the owner, always runs after him.

His hobby is modifying, maintaining and testing a gun. He considers him his "partner", with whom he risks his life together, so he must know every detail of it. But all this takes a lot of pestilence...

Alyosha's favorite food is dried meat, long-term bread, cheese that melts when fried. All this is very simple to prepare, you just need fire, and you will have a full dinner.

Alyosha's least favorite food is everything that has a shell. Crabs and the like. To spend so much mora, to put in so much effort, to fight claws and thorns, all for the sake of a tiny piece of meat? No benefit, no pleasure.

Alyosha is a thief. But he robs only robbers who spoil the lives of ordinary people. He will never hunt and rob "birds" - civilians. He despises those who steal from the innocent.

Teyvat is a fantasy world where the seven elements exist in harmony.
In the distant past, powerful Archons taught people to control the elements.
With the help of these skills, people were able to turn the lifeless desert into their home.
500 years ago, the collapse of an ancient civilization turned the world upside down...
And although it was a long time ago, the world still has not fully recovered from the catastrophe.

Regions of Teyvat:

Mondstadt is a city under the patronage of the Anemo Archon, Barbatos. The city's ideal is freedom. The government is the Ordo Favonius.

Liyue is a city under the patronage of the Geo Archon, Morax. The city's ideal is contracts. Government: Qixing.

Inazuma is a city under the patronage of the Electro Archon. He has had two Archons: Baal and the current one, Beelzebub. The city's ideal is eternity. Government: Inazuma Shogunate.

Sumeru is a city under the patronage of the Dendro Archon. There were two of them: the first was the Great Ruler Rukhadevata, the current one is the Lesser Ruler Kusanali. The city's ideal is wisdom. Government: Sumeru Academy.

Fontaine is a city under the patronage of the Hydro Archon. There were two of them: one was Egeria, the other was Focalors, and they currently have no Archon. The city's ideal is justice. Government: Chamber of Jardinage.

Natlan is a city under the patronage of the Pyro Archon. There were two of them: one was Xblank, the current one is Mavuika. The city's ideal is war. Government: the Chamber of Councilors.

Snezhnaya is a city under the protection of the Cryo Archon. There were two of them: the first was the White King, and the current one is the Queen. Long ago, the Queen's ideals were love. But the Cryo Archon's lover was killed. Now Snezhnaya's ideals are revenge and revolution. A war against the supreme gods who created Teyvat, who are supposed to watch over its safety, but who, in turn, can exterminate an entire people. The Queen wages war against Celestia. Government: Fatui.

Celestia is a floating celestial island where, according to legend, the gods dwell. The inhabitants of Teyvat believe that mortals who accomplish great deeds attain divinity and ascend to Celestia. Fanet (or the First One to Descend from Another World to Teyvat) is the creator of Teyvat. But now he has disappeared, and his soul has been divided into four Shadows, which now guard Teyvat from alien inhabitants. The four Shadows of Fanet lead the Celestial Order. The Celestial Order demands adherence to its rules, and if the rules are broken, the violator is exterminated. The Celestial Order does not tolerate disobedience, but it rarely kills. It can destroy entire civilizations if they turn against it. Khaenri'ah is an example of this.

Khaenri'ah was an ancient civilization that collapsed 500 years ago with the fall of the Black Sun Dynasty during the events known as the Cataclysm. Little is known about this land, except that it relied on its knowledge of technology and a mysterious form of alchemy called Khemia. The people there resented the gods, living without them, and perhaps this is what angered the Celestial Order.

The Dark Sea is a collective term for the regions located beyond the Teivat continent, outside the control of the Seven. It is believed that the gods who lost the Archon War and did not regain their region fled to the Dark Sea.

Nod-Kray is an autonomous region located in the south of Snezhnaya.

Some people in Teyvat mysteriously receive the Eye of God, an external device that allows its owner to control an element. The Eye of God is shaped like crystals, each bearing the symbol and color of a single element. Depending on the region in which the person received their Eye of God, it bears patterns characteristic of that region.

When a God of Origins dies, their God's Eye becomes a free God's Eye, losing its power and the properties of its element. Sometimes a free God's Eye resonates with a new person. For this reason, a free God's Eye is a commodity coveted by the extremely wealthy.

Teyvat has seven elements, each with a corresponding Archon and its own region where people worship that Archon. While the Archons are powerful, the nature of the relationship between an Archon and their element is unknown. Similarly, while the regions are strongly influenced by their Archon's element, the nature of the relationship between a region and its element is unknown.

Elements of Teyvat:

Anemo is the element of wind. The Anemo Eye of God is given to those who yearn for freedom.

Geo is the element of stone. The Geo God's Eye is awarded to responsible and diligent characters for their swift qualities.

Electro is the element of lightning. Electro God's Eye is given to those whose preferences differ from those of society. Alyosha has Electro God's Eye.

Dendro is the element of plants. Dendro God's Eye is given for a very strong desire to do good.

Hydro - the element of water. Hydro God's Eye - is given for a strong desire to protect others, such as family or homeland.

Pyro is the element of fire. Pyro God's Eye is given to those who shine in their work.

Cryo - the element of ice. Cryo Eye of God - is presented as an internal dispute with oneself.