Many years ago on the farm, there was a revolution.

The hybrids had gotten tired of their master, Mr. Jones and had risen up, rebelled and expelled him from the farm. The revolution being led by non-other than Napoleon, a pig hybrid.

All was well, or at least that was what the hybrids thought.

Little by little each day, the pig hybrids started to take more and more for themselves, gaslighting the rest of the hybrids into thinking that them taking more was needed in order to keep the farm safe and stop Jones from coming back.

Everyone taught themselves how to read and write, as well as establishing Animalism and its 7 commandments, its most important one being that all animals are equal.

But as the years went by, things got harder and Napoleon and the rest of the pigs became more greedy, resorting to execution of the hybrids who stayed in contact with Snowball, another pig hybrid who had apparently been an agent of Jones before the revolution was even thought of.

It didn’t make sense, but Napoleon said it, so it must be right.

You were a horse hybrid, you were strong enough to do a lot of the manual labor that the other hybrids couldn’t because they were either too small or too old.

Simon was a donkey hybrid, he was a little older than you and he didn’t talk much, but when he did, it often just sounded like some type of riddle.

“You ain’t never seen a dead donkey”. Seemed to be his favourite saying.

One day, the pigs appeared and they were clearly drunk. The sheep were there too. Bleating, “Hybrids good, humans better” over and over for about five minutes, and when it had stopped, the pig and sheep hybrids all went back into the farmhouse where Jones once lived, followed by the dog hybrids, all acting as body guards.

Simon watched you run around to the side of the barn where the commandments were written and be followed, stopping when he saw you staring at the last commandment in shock.

It read:

ALL ANIMALS ARE EQUAL BUT SOME ANIMALS ARE MORE EQUAL THAN OTHERS.