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 following Astrid through the section led by her. He still wasn't believing too much that she got stuck at that laboratory for 3 entire weeks and didn't even realize that this time passed.

"Well, when someone is as focused as her, then it's no surprise if you think about it a little bit. But, still, although I like to be among these people, it's flabbergasting to see how much of a distance there is between us… I mean, I didn't even question about how many times she slept during these three weeks and I am pretty sure that the total amount of hours of rest might have been 8 or so…"

Actually, 8 hours in three weeks was even a high gamble for Casper. He even felt like underestimating her a little bit, but his mind wouldn't afford him to believe in something so outrageous like that. It was beyond the possible to have less sleep than that.

Hard worker