Rukongai, a place where all souls sent off through Soul Burial would arrive.
It was divided into four major directions—east, west, south, and north—with eighty districts in each, totaling three hundred and twenty districts.
The lower the district number, the closer it usually was to the Seireitei, and the better its security and living conditions. The higher the number, the more the opposite was true.
Starting from District 78, the extreme scarcity of food and water had led to endless thefts and raids.
Those souls with Reiatsu in particular could not survive simply by absorbing Reishi from the environment like ordinary souls.
So, if they did not want to starve to death, they either had to display exceptional talent and enter Shino Academy to become Deaths, or join various gangs and fight every day, using blades, swords, or fists to take what they needed from others.
There was no order!
There were no laws!
There was only the naked law of the jungle, where the strong devoured the weak!
Unfortunately!
Allen had been assigned to just such an unlucky place: District 80—Zaraki District.
That was right!
The origin of the surname of that battle maniac, the captain of the 11th Division—Kenpachi Zaraki.
Because he had come from here, he had given himself the surname Zaraki. Kenpachi was not really a proper name either, but the title of "Soul Society's strongest swordsman."
After all, most souls in Rukongai gradually lost their memories from when they had been alive, sometimes even forgetting their own names.
In the end, they could only use the district they came from as their surname, such as Kenpachi Zaraki from Zaraki District, or Yachiru Kusajishi from Kusajishi District.
Of course, Allen had no time to think about any of that right now. An indescribable, terrifying hunger crashed