Chapter 244 – Poisonous fangs
Under the heavens, they had no equals. They thought of themselves as beings above lesser men, creatures at the top of the food chain.
They didn't see other living beings as living beings. No, not at all.
They saw them as fools whose only purpose was to remain beneath their feet. Fools born as tools to fuel their goals, their ambitions, their games.
How could beings like them ever have an ally?
No — to begin with, they had no understanding of what ally even meant. That concept might as well have come from another universe, for it held no meaning to them.
It didn't ring a bell.
They were so used to tampering with minds, manipulating, twisting, corrupting everything that could define a 'being' in ways so vicious and malicious that the same being would inevitably end up a broken doll, destined to be their slave.
That was what they knew. Slaves. Puppets. Beings under their control.
Anything else looked utterly wrong to them.
