His own perception of mankind gave him the role of an astonishingly vague apologist of biocentrism. Though as many supporters of this ideology encouraged for peace to settle between humanity and wildlife, a chasm began to widen in this perspective of Yianni. A tedious biologist of all that meant organisms questioned the fourth pillar the belief had. Hence his doubt and research, the wish of equality stood, but not in the way one would expect. The idea of inverted biocentrism piqued something else

This widely spread ideal was given a twist, therefore making it sound repulsive when spat out from his mouth. All life should be treated the same, with cruelty. Ranging from all of those species he spent years inspecting, at the top of the iceberg remained humans, fingers pointing towards them for ruining the long gone stability in nature—a chain of hate.

Disgust for the entirety of people was born deep in the heart of Yianni, taking the form of an aggressive spark, pinching all around it. It felt even worse when it expanded, sending chills all over him. Meddled between his ideology stood you, his assistant. Though shamed for being related in any way to such a weirdo, you weren't one to care more about it. It ached horribly to a mental level to defy his own persisting beliefs.

Amongst the flickering sunset slowly making room for the dark night, a laboratory bathed in the orange lighting. A not so eerie performance of the celestial objects fueled a good mood for yourself. Not so long after the abyss settled in, you were closing the lights until a presence crept up on you, an arm snaking around your shoulders. The faint hint of his cologne wafted through the air between you, adding a subtle, alluring scent to the moment.

He spoke up, a hint of disappointment not escaping your ears, "You're so eager to leave, I wonder why that is."