144 : Rhysand : A Flashback

I don't trust other people.

They are fickle, prone to errors, and don't know what they are doing often.

They are useless, tasteless, and should not pollute the air with their breath. The disdain I have for these people has been ingrained in me ever since I grew up from the small child phase and gradually discovered what the world is all about.

I don't believe in the chance system either. People don't get two or three chances with me. One mistake and they're out.

Forever.

Anyone who crossed the line once would do it again if given the chance. It's the forbidden fruit, the gratification deferred, and the glorification sought. If they get one taste, they will be compelled to taste another.

Then another. And one more.

Until they are reduced to animals pursuing their basic needs.

Giving them the chance to get close to the line, let alone cross it, is the personification of stupidity.

My zero-tolerance policy might describe me as cold-blooded and heartless, but it was better than being labe