Midnight;
Looking at the large crowd in front of him, Tyler stood on a podium. Next to him was Khalim, with his head covered in a black mask.
Every part of his body was covered in dark clothes. He was on his knees, not even letting out a scream.
The crowd was silent. They didn't know this person, but they knew the crime he had committed.
Looking at the crowd, Tyler spoke.
"When I decided I would be the City Lord, my decision wasn't exactly planned or even something I wanted to stick with."
"That decision was more of a personal reason. That night, I lost my family. But I wasn't the only one."
"The pain I felt, you felt the same. I lost my family, so did you. It was a hard time for us, but we persevered."
"But this incident made me realize something. People are different."
"Some are weak, some are strong, some are cowards, some are courageous, some are loyal, and some are frauds."
