He chose this intersection, where the Lev One Voices of Faith offered their brand of hope and peace on one corner, and herpa of competing beliefs set shop at each of the other three points to counter the belief in the doctrine of the Founder’s rightful dominance over Hebenon’s people. Here on Lev One, this close to the Falls where the city was the darkest and dampest, where maintenance of the filtration systems was a continually ongoing effort, was the first place where the Kemway cult had begun to fade, washed away by differences that those in the Uppers never dreamed of seeing.
No one lived here except streeters, men and women rejected by the city…or who had rejected it in turn and came here to disappear into invisibility. Many worked the lowest Levs in order to supply the rest of the city with food and materials sent to the factories for processing and building, however, but calling these bottom Levs home came with a price.