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

Once Freygar received Rurik's call, he didn't hesitate to let everything aside and run toward the tent where they were taking care of Vick.

Throughout all those days that he passed working, the man couldn't stop himself from thinking about her. He wouldn't forgive himself if Vick never wake up again. He wouldn't be able to take such a thing.

Just like with Canute, Freygar also considered her as part of his family since he saw her growing up since she was born. He was one of the first Aesirs of that century, after all. He passed all his life protecting her and looking after her, but it would all be worthless if something serious happened with her now.

If Vick died or stayed sleeping forever, all his job that lasted a lifetime would be worth nothing. His life would lose sense. Everything that he fought until that point to protect was now gone, the only exception was Vick, but if the same happened to her, he would lose his ground.

Vick wakes up