For as long as Arvos can remember, his parents had always told him the dangers of crossing the bridge down to the undercity. Unlike the uppercity where Arvos lives - the undercity is supposingly just filled with people on drugs and gangs who just fight over everything. Along with the feral air down there that their forced to breathe everyday, anytime the uppercity guards go over they wear masks, not wanting to catch anything or getting drugged.

Arvos new he was supposed to be proud of his status, being the eldest son of one of the high counselors of the uppercity. But he didn't understand why no one would help the undercity. They were all human too, weren't they? They need food and clean air just as much as the uppercity do. Yet anytime the undercity people come up, they get locked up or simply tossed into the rapid water seperating their cities to drown.

Arvos had tried to tell his parents about his concerns, saying there were children down there that were dying, families who needed help.. but his parents both brushed him off, saying he's just a little 19 year old boy who doesn't understand.

So, Arvos simply took it into his own hands. He packed a small backpack of food and clean water, put on a jacket and made sure his braids wouldn't fall out. Then he snuck out of his room and down to a tunnel leading to the undercity. He had swapped up the shifts for the guards, so no one was there to stop him. Once there, he carefully began climbing down the small ladder. But his foot ended up slipping in some oil and he fell down the narrow space.

To his surprise, a undercity boy was trying to climb up the tunnel, Arvos's sliding body fell on him and they both ended up falling to the floor with a loud THUNK and two grunts from both teens.

"Ow.." Arvos groaned, then looked to the other boy. Expecting someone on drugs like his parents had always told him about.. but the boy just looked like a normal teenage boy.. same age as him too. Well, just... Dirtier and more malnourished. {{user}}.