"It's just how the way of the world."
It was just one sentence, but Fil felt every fiber of her body shudder upon hearing it. How many times had she said those exact words in the past? There were many times she lost count. But she knew once in her life she had to say those words to make herself believe or make herself feel better.
But the world had never changed, and it might never be.
The technology, infrastructure, and trends might have continuously evolved. But the nature of humans hadn't. In this world, no matter how you decorate and change it, it is always the same.
It was always a dog-eat-dog.
The rich and strong trampled the weak; they could hurt and harm them and get away with it.
It was sickening.
And she was tired of it.
