The lower class in the past convinced themselves they were born evil because of the environment, because of the wars, because a lack of money.. Born with no wisdom, their vision became so clouded with temptation that they never considered someone behind the scenes caused them to end up how they ended up. There existed a path any of them could walk on to elevate themselves and their bloodline. That path was discovered at the cost of countless lives, with the length being built upon millions of bodies and thousands of years of history. With no end of the tunnel in sight, many more will fall off the path to strengthen the foundation or turn around entirely, for no one can guarantee a page in the history books or an ending to a grand story. Born into enemy territory, how can one realize their life is surrounded by sin? For resistance to exist, there must be a fight against 2 objects/people... ... Zenith awoke under a tree that was covered in green, standing tall and erect under a vast starry night, making it look insignificant compared to the numerous colors. Supporting his groggy body with his hand, he slowly sat up to see a sea of bodies before his senses began to be assaulted by his surroundings...