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 received the orders from Casper just a while ago. He didn't have any idea of what was going on yet, and he probably would not know so soon.

His stress was growing each time when Ragnar invaded his mind and transmitted another idiotic order. He was on the verge to snap. Although he admired Casper for what he had done until that point, he wasn't the type to cling to someone and just accept anything they did.

A bit after he began to run through that place with the prisoners, his mind got filled with thoughts and a conclusion suddenly came:

The chase part 1