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

[ Master, time to run away! ] Yanke took Casper out of his shock and made him turn his back to Tein and aim to run to the opposite direction.

The Vanir of Flames was going to advance toward the Aesir, but...

"Just to note, that wasn't a rock, you know? The thing I threw at you..." Ari said, with a sarcastic smile while pointing towards the Vanir.

Tein acted too late. The little bomb that the Punctual Aesir threw at him had sufficient time to explode. It was sizeable enough for someone to not believe that such a big explosion was caused by a bomb that could be mistaken by a little rock.

The soldier heard that explosion and knew that Ari would be fine, so he didn't look back and accelerated forward, instead.

Loki appears