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 was waiting for the time to come. His heart was throbbing inside the chest. Even after so many missions, it was difficult for him to bear that anxiety that dominated his heart whenever he was going to a dangerous situation.

Nonetheless, the problem there wasn't exactly what he was going to do. He had confidence in his abilities, experience, and intuition. He was the perfect person for that operation. He would surely . No matter what, he wouldn't let anything take his life from him. Casper learned a good while ago that he should do whatever it takes to accomplish his objectives.

That day he woke up at the Headquarters of the Yanke Forces. He was still on his bed in the dorms of that place. The mattress was hard, and they didn't have breakfast there, so Casper would probably do intermittent fasting, even though he was very hungry for not having a proper dinner last night.

Casper's past part 1