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Humanity By EJBowman Characters: 5227

Updated: 2017-12-27 19:03

The twelve Houses were long before the time of Koris. Lysander was bringing it up to remind the younger man that he was older and had been involved politics far longer.

"You certainly wouldn't be an Ox if the twelve House system still existed, that's for sure" Lysander remarked.

"And where exactly would you place w… me if we still had the twelve House system?" Koris asked in a passive aggressive manner. He really didn't care, but knew Lysander was going to tell him anyways.

"Dog. You would have been in the House of Dogs. They were… ambitious in their plans for Manticore, and yet they wouldn't take no for an answer when others were rational and told them that their goals were unachievable. They promised so much, and that's why everyone voted for them. When they delivered nothing the public got angry. They were elected during the time when downtown and uptown were beginning to be differentiated by economic class. The lower class citizens were hoping that the Dogs would close the gap between the classes. They did not, however, and their popularity spiralled downwards at an excessive rate. The classes were split in their final year of power due to pressure from the rest of parliament and now we have the uptown and downtown we know so well today. Do you understand the moral of my story, Koris?"

"The moral: don't be a bitch, " Koris mumbled.

Lysander laughed in an insincere manner.

"The moral: don't promise what you can't deliver."

"Asking for us to stop dehumanising Olympians and downtowners is not a big ask. Asking for us to

tting to personal. "I gave him my blood in order to save him. I have tried to give Flick the best life possible. Yes, he has had a harder path compared to uptowners, but not a miserable one."

"Physically, you saved Flick. Well… you saved what you could, but mentally, like all downtowners, he's beyond saving. You have tried to conform him to uptowner ways, and you have tried, to some extent, to make him happy, but at the end of the day he is still a depressed little downtowner. When he is ready, he will take his own life. So I must ask you again: have you saved him? Can you promise the children you want to build shelters for will be saved? We can blow money on trying to help these kids, or we can accept the fact that these children, by fate, are meant to die young and trying to prevent the inevitable is a waste of time and resources."

"I-I don't even understand how you could say such things!" Young said in a completely appalled manner. "Are you truly heartless? Did you ever have a soul or have you always been this sick?"

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