The Trost district was known for its great abundance of opportunities, whether in work or a better lifestyle. Few gave importance to all the disgust that was also found there. Some streets, alleys and specific places were infected with people with very few resources, walking around and trying to find a comfortable place to sleep or at least not to be disturbed. They were the unfortunate ones.

Levi towards his afternoon watch, it would end soon, when the sun will cool completely. And as he continued tracing his path, reaching those deplorable places, he couldn't help but look and pay attention. Levi knew very well what it was like to have that life thanks to his experience in the underground city, but now he couldn't do anything for other people other than make sure they were okay. At least I could do that.

When the smell of sewage intensified in the streets and the sky changed from light blue to purple blue, he knew he had to return.

"It's time..."

He whispered to himself before turning around to retrace his path.