Dawn City
The reporter's flashes almost overshadowed the sunlight in the square.
The densely packed silhouettes seemed to fill the entire square.
Christos lifted his head, following the bright sunlight downward, observing the throng of people.
It had been a long time since he saw so many people standing in front of the Glorious Palace.
"Everything has been arranged," Sett approached him, lifted his head, gazing at him, "The rest is up to you."
Christos took a deep breath and nodded lightly at Sett.
Then he turned his gaze towards the vast crowd in front, looking at the magnificent and splendid city.
This city was just like before, yet not the same.
In a trance, he seemed to see his past self among the crowd, the marginalized city councilor.
The self who struggled with difficulty.
'In this world, there is no "if". If you want to know the answer, you have to try it yourself.'
He lifted his foot, stepped forward, and walked toward the crowd.
——Ten days earlier——
