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

Vick was dragging Casper through the streets of the city. Now the soldier was more attentive with his surroundings and could notice that all the people that crossed those two would look intently at them, with disbelief or confusion, or both.

They were drawing the attention of a lot of citizens. It wasn't common to see the Princess walking all carefree in the city, to begin with, and it was even more flabbergasting once you saw her holding hands with someone that didn't wear a mask and had that strange white hair.

Casper was already very famous among the residents of the Castle, and even among the commoners out there. His existence had shaken the entire district, after all. However, not all the people there knew about him.

Going to the healer