Hyderabad was the sixth-largest city in A San Country and the capital of Telangana. It lay in central A San Country and was famous for its rich history and architecture, as well as its mosques and temples.
One day, a young man named Chamar appeared inside the administrative center of Hyderabad amid a flash of teleportation light.
His body was still his original one, and the poverty written all over his clothes formed a stark contrast with the decent attire of the surrounding staff.
Here, the surname Chamar meant leatherworker. As members of the low-caste Shudra, people with that surname had originally been destined for generations to do nothing but trade in leather and shoes. Their status was so low that they had not even been qualified to enter this prosperous city, whose emerging industry was IT.
But things were different now. After being selected in this lucky draw, he had stepped into that dreamland amid the envious gazes of countless high-caste people!
He had returned this time to thank Lord Almir. He was a citizen of Third City, and it was only after arriving there that he had learned that it was thanks to Lord Almir pleading with City Lord Song Zaiyi that low-ranking Indian Descendants like them had not been treated differently. They had still been accepted at the same ratio, giving someone of his lowly caste the chance to change his life!
After appearing in the hall, Chamar quickly adjusted to the dizziness caused by the teleportation and slowly walked farther inside. The moment he stepped out, he heard an insulting taunt: "Yo, has our slave caste come back?"
Chamar frowned and looked up. He quickly found the speaker. It was a relatively fair-skinned man from A San Country whom Chamar knew. His name was Singh, a