Jin Sung sat on a stool while he rotated the stick to burn the marshmallows evenly. He smiled and nodded as people exited their tents and greeted him. When soldiers saluted as they walk by, he would thank them for their services, it's the least he could do right now. He was the hope of the citizens, if he said he was god, then they would kneel and believe it. He was like the moon that guided them in the darkness, like the sun that provided them warmth in the cold.
Taking a small bite, and wincing at the bitter taste, Jin Sung ate the marshmallow whole as to not waste any food. No one knows if the rations they brought would be enough for everyone. He sighed before putting his hand inside the pocket of his tunic, pulling out a smartphone. The night breeze kissed his face while he activated
