His wife had been raped and brutally murdered. A soldier, left helpless and living on the streets, wanted to end his life and reunite with his beloved wife in heaven. Standing at the edge of a cliff, determined to let himself fall into the void after one last look at the sky, he suddenly heard the sound of a cat.
 A young girl was calling out to him. He thought he was imagining it, but when he lowered his gaze, he saw a disheveled girl and a sweet, tiny white kitten with sky blue eyes. "My God, is this real?" he whispered.
 Taking the girl's outstretched hand, he stepped back from the edge and bent down to cradle the kitten. An incredible peace filled his heart. He looked at the sky and thought of his murdered wife. Now, he felt he had a new purpose for living: to hold the factory owner's son accountable for her death.
He made it his mission to fulfill the Justice of Conscience longed for by the oppressed, the poor, and the forsaken. His new purpose was to stop the rich, the powerful, and those in high places from escaping justice and to restore the justice of conscience in the face of every injustice. The people had finally found their hero. Now, there was no escape from justice.