Precipice
Tengzu, Tsi Luen, Cheena
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Saturday.
Alyssa grunted at the heavy groceries she had with her both hands, placed in a plastic bag, as she sprinted from the wet market together with her foster home's guardian, Miss Wendy. It was a few weeks since her mother died during the attack of the Demon Lord of Wrath in the municipality of Tengzu.
Her home also was destroyed by the assassin's attack before the wreck brought by Zerath. As per judicial policy, every orphaned child, if the child was below the legal age, shall be directly sent to the nearest Foster home within their respective municipality. Alyssa had no choice but to get on with the system.
"No to Martial Law!" One woman screamed with placards on her hand at the side of the curb