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

"I mean…" Rat continued, walking slowly back and forth. "I really need to go now and it wouldn't be so bad to keep with our fun for some more time, but now you will need to choose between me and that young lady out there. I have a guess now about your decision, but it would be fun to see you reasoning about it, regardless."

Leonel finally managed to put his other hand on the edge to support him. He boosted his body upwards and threw himself inside the office again. His hand was more damaged than it seemed before. Probably the bones were affected by that little torture.

He was breathing heavily and his eyes were filled with exhaustion and pain. However, there was fury there as well.

The soldier was thinking deeply about that matter. In a way, there was nothing to decide there, since Vick was obviously a top priority. However, it was quite strange that the criminal would just propose something like this.

Choosing