This was the first time he questioned his ideal. This ideal was ingrained in him by his parents and grandparents. It had been in the code of conduct, that righteousness should be observed in every walks of life.

This had been working for him but not today. He couldn't wrap his head aloud where he was wrong. His heart was in his throat, beating vehemently. His finger trembled a bit.historical

After what looked like forever, he recovered from the metal shock and took a deep breath. He raised his head and looked at Justin with new determination.

Though he questioned his ideal for a moment. But thinking about his parents' and grandparents' teaching. He knew he was never wrong.

"I don't need people to support me to believe what I know is right. Your action is barbaric, that's the truth."

The timid and quiet crowd raised their heads and nodded. They have to give it to him. Mack was righteous and worthy to be the son of the country's most decorated general.

"Ok.." Justin pauses for a moment before he continues.

"Tell me what isn't barbaric. I should leave a potential threat in the shelter that could affect us all— No kill us. Or I should eliminate it before it spreads."

"You could have warned him and given him a chance to change" Mack retorted adamantly.

"Change to what? Better man. You're more stupid than I imagine." Justin said as a matter of fact.

Mack opened his mouth to retort but was cut off by Justin.

"I have enough of your self-righteous bullshit." His voice changed and it became stern. He looked at Susan and asked.

"Is he normally like this? He will get killed at this rate."

Susan opened her mouth but the word stuck in her throat when she saw Justin averting his gaze.

"A man who fails to fight against the zombie when the situation was dire but has the confidence in causing havoc among his newly found group. You think that man was stupid, to begin with. Hmm. He didn't want to use his life as a bargain for anyone but wanted others to do it for him.. can that sort of person change his ideal like yours? And you dare tell me my action was barbaric." His voice raised another octave.

"This should be the last time you dare question my means. If you try it next time. That would be your last, I promise."

He averted his gaze from Mack and looked at the people.

"I don't know any one of you and I don't care. Now, if you want to live in this shelter, you have to abide by the rules. "

"1. chaos and discord won't be tolerated."

"2. We won't condole liability. If you can't fight the zombies, you must be useful in other places. And if you can't find any uses. Then, you're closer to being dismissed from this shelter. Why? Because no one is a liability unless you choose to be so."

"3. Betrayal. Raping and killing each other is not allowed. Death would be the last thing in your punishment."

"Those are the three rules... If you can't comply, you're free to leave now."

Everyone took a deep breath. No one expected such domineering action from this seemingly ordinary young man. Fear and panic gripped the hearts of the people. Why does it look like a military government? The people thought.

Justin looked at the faces of the people and knew what they were thinking. Though he wasn't surprised. This is human for you.

"Welcome everyone. Now, let's get down to the real business."

"Those who have started creating their threads. Please come to my right and those of the First Circle existence to my left."

Quickly a group of people rushed to the right while on the left, and only an enchanting beauty walked on a light step."

Meanwhile, Mack stood foolishly on the spot, not knowing what to do. He was totally ignored. He wanted to talk but to say what?

Justin's reasoning was just too valid for any questioning. Besides, the threat to his life makes his heart skip.

He knew deep in his heart that this young man was stronger than him and would kill him without batting an eye.

Justin ignores him and looks at Merab, Nika, and Nasir. The three join his right.

"Nika, you're not yet in your best form. So you have to handle the accommodation. You don't need me to tell you how you do it right?"

"Yes." He nodded.

"Nasir supports him. I want it done in an hour— No half an hour. Those of you with no power, please follow these two" His voice is full of urgency.

Nasir and Nika looked at each other and left in a large stride. They knew something was up but they couldn't think of anything that would make him nervous.

"You people wait here. We will be right back." He turned to the powerful people on the left but yet to level up to the First Circle's existence and sighed.

He turned to the other group and said.

"Follow me." With that, he headed to the second floor.

There were many conflicting thoughts in his mind, and that little drama pissed him off.

Meanwhile, Mack was rooted on the spot. He didn't know whether to go or not.

"What are you doing?" Susan's cold voice echoed in his ear.

"You have nothing to feel about standing up for your ideal but sometimes, someone could be wrong and there is nothing wrong with being wrong once in a while. But not being able to accept your mistake is the wrong ideal." Susan concluded her monologue and turned back to leave.

p Mack nodded. He understood Susan was only helping him from his awkward position. A warm feeling spread throughout his body. 'I know she likes me. But she finds it difficult to express it.' He thought happily.

On the second floor, four people sat around a wooden table. The room was quiet. Three gazes focus on the ordinary young man, waiting for him to speak.

"We're in danger."

*****Author's Note****

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