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

Casper's men were prepared to start to fire against the Ridires, however he raised his hand, preventing them to do so. He was also excited to end up with that battle already, but there was something strange with Freygar's troops.

He remembered well to see more people among them while spotting their group in the cameras. It was clear that at least a half of their men suddenly disappeared in the meantime that Casper began his march and stopped to watch over them.

The soldier was finding that situation very suspicious, and because of it, he stopped the prisoners to make the first action.

"I know that they are just staring in our direction on the other side of the corridor, but there is something about to happen now. I can't afford to take the initiative in such a situation, where I am completely blind…"

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