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

Faced with that affront, the soldier could keep his cool, shutting his mouth and just looking at those three, who he had trusted until now, and stay quiet.

Everyone gathered closely around them, willing to hear what they were saying. They seemed not just interested in what Alfar and the others were discussing, but also agreeing with everything.

The trio wasn't the only one who was disgruntled with Casper and his decisions. Most of them were from the other groups.

Casper's heart could be at ease, at least, with the people who were following him in the past events. After the courage and determination he displayed, none of them could stand against him and be proud of it. They watched closely how much Casper tried to do the right thing.

Not all of them had good opinions about his leadership, but they wouldn't show it openly.

Riot