Souta continued, "We cannot move forward without addressing the atrocities committed here. Today, we seek not only justice but also closure for those who endured the horrors of this place."
The proceedings began with the public testimonies of those who had suffered under the oppressive regime. Each story painted a vivid picture of the anguish endured, the lives shattered, and the hope stolen. The crowd listened, emotions heightened, as the weight of the crimes became undeniable.
With the testimonies concluded, Souta turned to the condemned. "You stand accused of crimes against humanity. The punishment for your actions will be decided by those you have wronged."
The liberated slaves, now given a voice and agency, deliberated among themselves. The verdict was swift and unanimous—a collective decision that echoed the cries for justice.
"Kill them…" one of them murmured
"Kill them!!" One shouted then so does the others, their anger endangered as they want these people so bad to die!
As the condemned were led to the center of the arena, a somber silence fell over the crowd. Souta, now a symbol of justice, raised his hand, signaling for quiet.
"The people have spoken. May this be a lesson that we, as survivors, will not tolerate the oppression and cruelty that led us to this point. Today, justice is served, and we begin anew."
The execution unfolded with a solemnity that contrasted with the dark history of the trading market. The crowd, witnesses to the demise of those who had perpetuated suffering, held a collective breath, grappling with the harsh reality of justice in a world forever changed by apocalypse.
"Now! We shall take this chance to rebuild ourselves! Join us" he said then spread his arms, "Let us build a communities that is safe, humane! And does not treat people like this!" He shouted
Then, Denver, along with the revolutionary group suddenly kneel down. "Please, take us with you!" They shouted, the people thought for a moment. However one after another people started kneeling. And all of them kneeled down shouting "Let us join you!"
Souta, standing tall, surveyed the sea of hopeful faces before him, "Stand up my people" he declared, his voice carrying the weight of a leader ready to forge a better future.
As the crowd rose, Souta continued, "Today, we usher in a new era, our era! We are at the brink of a new dawn, an opportunity to create a future shaped by resilience, unity, and justice. This is more than a declaration; it is a summons to action, a pledge to the ideals that will guide our destiny."
"We set out on a journey where we will not fight each other, but the shadows that threaten to snuff out the light of hope." he proclaimed, his words resonating with the crowd. "Our arena is the world that has changed forever, and our tools are not only those of survival, but also of compassion and understanding."
Souta's vision ignited a spark in the hearts of the gathered multitude. "In this new era, our vision is clear — to safeguard our people, to defend them from the scars of a brutal past, and to nurture a society that cherishes every life. We will no longer endure the horrors that stained our history. Instead, we will establish a sanctuary where kindness, empathy, and justice prevail."
"Let this announcement echo through the essence of our being. As we advance, let the world know that we are builders of a better world. We will not just survive; we will flourish. And by doing so, we will demonstrate that even in the face of hardship, humanity triumphs."
"This is not just a new era; it is our era, where the power of our spirit will light up the way to a brighter and more humane future. Together, let us carve a legacy that tells not of the darkness we suffered, but of the resilience that defined us. Today, we proclaim the start of our era, a tribute to the unbreakable spirit that binds us all!"
Denver and the revolutionary group, invigorated by Souta's words, joined in the chorus of affirmation. "Long live Souta!" they shouted, their voices echoing the hope and determination of the crowd. The people, caught up in the fervor, added their voices to the growing chant.
"Long live! Souta!"
"Long live! Souta!"
"long live! Souta!"
"Long live! Souta!"
The declaration became a rallying cry, uniting the diverse assembly in a shared vision for a better, more compassionate world. With this collective spirit, they stood poised on the threshold of a new era, ready to rebuild, unite, and forge a community that valued each life it encompassed.
The cheers of "Long live Souta!" still rang in their ears as a surge of excitement swept through the trade market's people. They left behind the horrors of their former lives and embarked on a journey to Souta's base, united by a common dream of a brighter future.
They moved as one, a diverse band of survivors, freed slaves, and rebels, all inspired by Souta's vision of a new era. They crossed the barren lands, where the sun shone upon them like a blessing, heralding the dawn of a new day.