After a brief tour of Zone 1, Kael knew exactly what he had to do. It was the most miserable place in the entire area, a forgotten corner where life had no value and death was an everyday occurrence. Every day, one, two, three... up to five people perished.
In that place, death had ceased to be a tragedy and had become routine.
The inhabitants were accustomed to it. Indifference to life and death was their shield, their way of surviving. But Kael immediately understood the real problem: they had no guide, no purpose, no symbol to cling to.
And that was precisely where he would enter the scene.
With the help of the girl Rosan, Kael began to prepare the ground. He didn't need speeches or miracles; just a simple, tangible act. Something that would sow curiosity rather than faith.
Over the next few days, they both settled in that spot and set up a food stall. It was modest, just a makeshift table and a large pot of steaming vegetable soup.
