Unedited Chapter, this chapter will be edited tomorrow
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The next day arrived faster than any of them expected.
The sun had barely risen when Cael, Luke, and Lysa stood at the edge of District Kazi, their eyes fixed on the rundown buildings that stretched before them like a graveyard of forgotten dreams. The district was a shadow of its former self—crumbling walls that leaned precariously, shattered windows that gaped like empty eye sockets, streets littered with debris and the remnants of lives long abandoned. It was the kind of place where people went to disappear, where memories were buried and never dug up.
The air itself felt heavy here, thick with the weight of forgotten lives. Graffiti covered the walls, faded and peeling, the words barely legible. The scent of decay and damp earth clung to everything, a constant reminder of the district's slow death. Even the wind seemed to avoid this place, leaving it trapped in a stillness that felt almost suffocating.
