Capítulo 351: Registration Number

Among the thousands of players walking through the crowds, Kaizen hid behind a small tent and donned his mask, which had a rustic look with wooden details and covered only the top of his face, leaving his smile visible. He then approached the registration tent and joined the long line. As he waited, he felt that some people were staring at him as if they recognized him, but no one was brave enough to approach him. It took him a few minutes to get through, and one of the guards at the entrance to the registration tent told him to go to one of the counters inside, where a middle-aged man was sitting. He had gray hair, round glasses, and a friendly smile. He was wearing a blue vest with the symbol of the tournament: a circle divided into three parts, each with the color and symbol of a nation.

"Hello, young man," the man said, "you have come to register for the tournament, I believe."

"Yes, sir." The Psyker agreed.

"Very good, very good. What is your name?"