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

'Being...?' Casper wondered to himself. That specific word that Yanke said was something that made his heart skip a beat for some reason. He was sure that there were more things between the lines of that word than Yanke expressed in his phrase.

Anyway, Casper wouldn't be able to concentrate enough on that matter to ask Yanke something. His mind was busy focusing on Jomurgand.

He wanted to find a way to get out of that place if something happened.

The worst-case scenario was MMA just getting beaten and possibly killed, so Casper would need to take care of things on his own.

'I really hope that MMA can do this. He is the last Aesir whom I can count on now. If he fails, the entire plan will be messed up completely. I don't even know what I will do in case of the Boss not being able to hold both Jomurgand and Raul at the same time...'

In order to survive even if this scenario became true, Casper needed to do a coward movement.

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