Cyberbullies

Ramsus glares at him, hidden as he is in his little enclave of terminals.

He doesn't have the right, really. He knows the reality of their situation. He knows what he was meant for. He always has.

It was his choice to return.

Old promises seem to reflect very deeply on him - more deeply than they should.

Ramsus doesn't know the pixels on these screens, the meanings of his machinations. Some days, Krelian doubts he even knows the DNA that makes up his body.

But he doesn't let it bother him. His purpose is to leave this place, after all.