Syal

More and more obscure times fall on a place known as district 42. Poverty can be seen everywhere you go. Misery resides in the lives of every citizen. A thin line is about to be crossed. The final battle will soon begin. On the one hand, those who value tradition, order; On the other, those who cry out for freedom. Everyone knows, although no one claims ... but the district flag will soon burn. However, in an event perhaps headed by fate, a soldier wakes up. A man transported from another world, plunging into all the Chaos spread over that place. Perhaps, the only man capable of extinguishing the flames of that cruel war.

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District 42

Alfar was inside the cell dealing with those capsules. As far as Casper had said, it was one capsule per Block, and it was ideal to throw it in the middle of the corridor, to be assured to make it right.

When the Dark elf heard what kind of drug had inside them, he just couldn't believe that Casper was doing that crazy thing. It was one thing to try to make a rebellion into the prison, but do this with a bunch of inmates going mad with Berserker? It was just unbelievable.

He was a chemical before, a scientist. He knew that Berserker in gaseous form wasn't so strong. Nevertheless, it did not mean that it was okay to use it on large scale…

At this point, Alfar needed to compliment Casper. His boldness and creativeness were something to fear and admire.

Fight back!