[Third Ring District·3:29 AM]
The night had deepened, the streets were without running water or electricity, leaving only the halos from car headlights and flashlights, and the footsteps of people were cluttered and chaotic.
Looting, smashing, arson, murder... While claiming to fight for the residents' freedom, people behaved like beasts, killing the very "residents" mentioned in their slogans before any peace could be achieved.
A red-haired youth held an umbrella, silently watching the chaos on the streets.
...Is this what they call the changing of an era?
...Begging for mercy from the invading "Ta Wei," seeking help from Ta Wei to overthrow this city-state—isn't this the act of a traitor?
The youth didn't see any passion or dawn in it; instead, he saw countless sins and desires.
As he turned around, he heard a voice coming from an alleyway.
