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

"So… what do you think you are going to do, Rat?" A man asked for a person who was completely covered with black clothing, a mask, and a voice modifier that seemed a metallic mask lined with his mouth.

Other people were forming a circle and looking at each other. They were similarly equipped like Rat, except for the voice modifier. Also, most of them weren't using their ninja cap, so their masks could be seen.

Rat lasted some time to finally say something. His voice was different that day, it was more acute than deep or hoarse. They didn't know why, but he liked to change it all the time.

"What. Do. We. Do? Hmmm, let me see…" He approached the sheet they gave to him. There, was printed a picture, and look at that picture made him lick his lips and squint his eyes behind all those clothes covering his mask and head.

Criminal's reunion