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

It was another busy day at the Healing Center which Rurik worked. He was in the small room of rest that the nurses used to have a coffee and chat a bit sometimes. The room was empty as per usual since he always preferred to be alone while in there.

That was another day in which the man saw a whole bunch of deaths. Something happened on a near floor, an explosion, which caused huge harm not just for the city itself but for the citizens as well.

The number of deaths was higher than what was registered on the Healing Center since most of the victims died right on the spot, mainly the ones who were in the range of the explosion. The rest was caught by the wreckage or harmed while in the rush to one of the Teleporting pads.

Hospitalization