173 Pre-elimination (6)

"In that case, humans on Earth are luckier, aren't they?" Juin mumbled. "At the very least, someone who's born in the slum, no matter how slim that chances are, could still be someone famous, like a president."

"Give and take…" Tucker said with a sigh. "Different worlds, different dimensions, different rules…" 

At the moment, Juin had a sad expression in his eyes. The Atlanteans had no choice but to follow a path set for them… It sort of reminded him of his past, of, for the lack of better words, being "manipulated" by his best friend to be a weakling, for reasons still not fully known to him. That was the path that Ashton set for him, the path that Ashton thought to be the best for him, possibly in order to control the "evil" soul within him. 

But Ashton had never asked him if he wanted to walk that path, and that was something that had been pissing Juin off ever since he knew the truth. 

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