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

Ivar was still looking towards that big hole with astonished, but excited eyes. He knew exactly what that huge snake was and how dangerous the situation became.

'Those hell of criminals were trying to do it all this while, huh? They could infiltrate the labs and put their dirty hands on the project Jomurgand!'

The Wild Aesir was one of the individuals who agreed with that project to be made. It was something that he thought to be useful if they were in extreme need and he was curious to see if they could craft that powerful robot. In the end, they did it amazingly.

'This thing can even make the Boss pass for a hard time, I guess... Can I beat it?' He got up from the ground when the floor stopped to shook due to the powerful impact.

He was having a hard time doing this since he felt that something pierced him right on his back.

Vanirs part 1