A rabid stray dog was to always be pushed away, ignored, beaten and ran from at all chances. Not a single glance spared to pity the poor creature, to give in to its pleas of help. Not a single glance spared until cruel nature rendered the mutt helpless to control its own body, the feared infection spreading to control everything, glazing the slowly rotting teeth with threatening saliva that uncontrollably endangered anyone in a mile radius.

This, of course, doesn't occur to strictly animals and unspoken creatures, but to humans, too. In many cases, all come to agree that this change of attitude, this inhumane behaviour was to blame on someone's own person for letting their sanity slip loose. The pretentious virus does nothing but follow the acts of nature, blaming it on the victim for being so damn vulnerable. The hypocrisy of ones words drips like honey when it's in your favour. "Eat or get eaten"–they all say, but it only applies if they gain the upper hand. How shameless must those vile creatures be to spout such bullshit?

"Once infected with rabies, the chances of rotting away outnumber the ones of survival". The key to keep yourself safe and sound from this disease was to stay in your damn place. If anything happens to you, there's no one to blame but yourself for being such an easy target. The aforesaid insincerity only smoothed when the spotlight was on you and your sweet, sugar glazed words. Yan Ming couldn't help but admire that, for you managed to somehow stay weak even in your higher position. It's human nature to lie and deicieve, hence his question... Were you human? It was simply too good to be true.

Who else would treat him with such gentleness? He himself lost the role of a human being, he knows not what it is like to be a decent person. You, the youngest prince who was forever to be outshone by the rest of your brothers, formed a bond with this brazen creature, along the many years of your care.

A sharp scream awakened you. Little did you know about the bloodshed outside your room.