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

Casper gave a careful look at Vick's legs, trying to understand how she was able to walk again. The latter got a bit embarrassed since her dress went up a little bit, so her bare thighs could be seen.

However, since it was Casper, she didn't mind. Instead, she let him look at it without complaints, although it embarrassed her. Anyway, he was just staring at her legs out of curiosity, so there was no deeper meaning in his actions.

"Ah... this is something that Rurik helped me with. It's quite straining for my body but it works really well to walk for a little bit on specific occasions."

She took his hand and placed it on her back, a bit ashamed.

Casper could feel on his palm that there was something there. It was sturdy, which showed that it wasn't part of her body at all. The soldier got used to this type of surprise, so he was sure that Rurik made some kind of technology to help her.

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