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

As the group retrieved back, Rurik gave a step forward.

They tried their best to unite their powers to defeat MMA, but it seemed to be impossible, even though they were even sacrificing their own bodies and all their resources to do such a thing.

While they were hurt and exhausted, MMA didn't have any deep wounds and he seemed to have energy enough to run one or two marathons. In truth, that man seemed to have infinite energy. His attacks didn't slow down at all, nor his fast thought process, much less his movements across the battlefield.

Differently from the Aesirs and Vanirs fighting against him, MMA was not human, so he was not bound to the limits of a human.

It was true that the group had different abilities that made them stand out from the average man, but they weren't complete monsters, differently from MMA.

Lost hope