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

'My body is starting to get severely harmed. If I keep going like this, they will destroy me thoroughly. I can't let this happen at all! My creator is needing my help! I need to do everything to help my creator! My memories, my feelings, my past life... I must forget everything and stop to go easy on them!' MMA thought as he got beaten for several minutes.

He was doing his best to dodge those attacks while counterattacking, but it wasn't paying off. His best at that state wasn't enough. He needed to push himself harder if he still wanted to keep going.

'I will make every single one of this team... regret to have ever raised their weapons against me! They will know, what power really means!'

"Discharge!" MMA chanted, in a less calm manner than he did with his other techniques.

Indigo Energy exploded from his body as if he was an overwhelmed battery of energy that went above its limits.

Turning the table