"My people?" Lincoln asked, puzzled, but did not press further. He lowered his voice and continued, "I've noticed that Golden Tiger is actually resisting The Heaven, and he was once a The Heaven criminal himself."
"He was a The Heaven criminal too?" John was surprised.
All The Heaven criminals bore a brand, a special mark that couldn't be erased, even if their strength were to recover. It was a permanent sign of their past.
Lincoln nodded and added, "Not only that, the city lords of these various cities have their own agendas, each one trying to increase their power to resist The Heaven. Especially the lords of the Seven Great Kingdoms. The people imprisoned there are all The Overseers who command The Heaven's laws."
"Now it makes sense," John murmured in understanding. The city lords of the Seven Great Kingdoms were absorbing The Heaven's powers from various worlds. It was clear they had ulterior motives.