Ikta and crew are assigned to a garrison in the far northern region of the empire: a lonely, desolate place at the foot of a massive mountain range. The garrison staff are petty and corrupt, and don't like it when Ikta slacks off and defies orders.  But when they try to throw him in the garrison prison, he stumbles across a secret that they want desperately to keep hidden.
When I'm with them I don't fit in,
،لا أنسجم معهم عندما أرافقهم
Ich passe nicht so recht
zu den anderen,
No encajo mucho cuando estoy con ellos,
No encajo mucho cuando estoy con ellos,
Pour ne pas faire tache,
je me suis sciemment écarté du groupe.
In mezzo a loro 
non ci faccio una bella figura,
Fico deslocado no meio deles.
Я среди них как белая ворона,
вот и сижу один.