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

"... So, please, trust in me!" Casper shouted in a pleading voice.

Camilla couldn't deny that she got touched by his words. The White warrior got her right on her weak points. Also, the way he expressed himself left no room for doubts about him being trustworthy or not.

"W-Why would I? You killed so many of us in the name of the Aesirs... Since the start, you had been partying up with them... How can I think of you as an ally rather than an enemy!?" She threatened to charge in his direction again but stopped in the middle of her motion. She didn't know what to do at that moment.

Feelings and thoughts were blossoming within Camilla that she never experienced before. It was overbearing. She felt like there wasn't... like there wasn't space on her soul and mind anymore.

Trust me... no matter what I do