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>Casper was trying to sort out what were the first movements he should do to initiate his plan. Since he got out from the General Court, he was scouted to that hotel in the middle of the city (for some reason it was the same giant hotel he destroyed one part with that beam he used to dig that hole in the ceiling of the floor). </p>

<p>"Maybe that princess just wanted me to learn my lesson. Or she was planning to hide us in a place where we wouldn't draw too much attention. After all, news spread really fast here inside the Castle. They have a good communication network, and one can know everything that's happening on another floor in a matter of seconds. That is, the news about our escape is still on the citizens' ears, and everyone thinks that there are people from Halden inside the city. If they saw Alfar and Olaf with their black masks, we would be in danger, and a ruckus would start." </p>

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