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

<p>Vick needed to blink a few times to be assured that she had not slept on the throne and was sleeping with that crazy situation. She even scratched her forearm secretly with her nails, just to be sure, but there was no mistake, she was completely awake, and Casper was in front of her. </p>

<p>The White warrior was gasping, leaning his body, with his hands supported on top of the knees. That other man beside him wasn't as good as him, actually he was even worse. They seemed exhausted. </p>

The messy General Court