But the only difference is that the outcome of the rebellion is entirely different...
"Hurry up! Damn it!"
Snap!
The whip lashed against the back, leaving a deep blood mark and eliciting screams of pain.
On the street, soldiers were escorting a group of people towards the execution platform, whipping them constantly to urge them along.
Among the group being escorted were people of all ages, men, women, old and young.
And the only commonality among them was the simple flame branding on their arms...
Rogel stood on the balcony of the tavern's second floor, leaning against the railing and taking a swig of strong liquor.
These escorted individuals, sharing common characteristics, came from the resistance under the Lopasman Empire's rule.
They had a widely circulated name within the Lopasman Empire.
Self-immolators.
This was a resistance organization within the Lopasman Empire, scattered but sharing a common goal and will, which was rebellion.
