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

A blue cape, representing imposingly the identity of an Aesir, could be seen in the distance. It stood out from the rest of the crowd and shone under the sun. It somewhat gave hope to people, even more when they saw the person whose that cape belonged to.

"B-Boss!?" Vick exclaimed once she saw the person that was walking inside the tent.

Casper, however, knew that man by another name and got flabbergasted once he realized who it was.

"MMA?" He muttered to himself, receiving a glance of the man as if he heard him.

The genius scientist of the Main Lab approached the group. His cold and smart eyes looked around as if he was analyzing every inch of that tent. In a matter of seconds, he was fully aware of the state of all the Aesirs and what possibly happened inside the Castle.

MMA appears again