His brow folds just slightly on Damian's approach, on his asking of the question— then lifts in resignation, drawing in a slow breath. Storytime it is, then.
It's painfully light when he speaks again, no touch of grimness in the delivery. ]
A group of Displaced ruled over the entire planet's population, subjecting them to monthly death tournaments in place of anything resembling justice in order to keep the population from growing beyond our manufactured city's capacity. That bad.
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His brow folds just slightly on Damian's approach, on his asking of the question— then lifts in resignation, drawing in a slow breath. Storytime it is, then.
It's painfully light when he speaks again, no touch of grimness in the delivery. ]
A group of Displaced ruled over the entire planet's population, subjecting them to monthly death tournaments in place of anything resembling justice in order to keep the population from growing beyond our manufactured city's capacity. That bad.