Conversely… no matter how the rules change, as long as the distinction between extraordinary beings and mortals exists, the core essence remains unaltered.
Because no rule can compel the extraordinary to be subjugated beneath the ordinary. Replacing higher disdain with class-based oppression is, in fact… a better choice.
Oppression, paradoxically, is the better choice?
Marlina, dazed, could no longer hear Hastings or Ansel, only vaguely aware of being pulled along.
Even the most corrupt and vile nobles and rulers are bound by the constraints and responsibilities of their [identity], but what of the adventurers, the extraordinary beings?
Do they bear any obligations towards mortals?
No, they act purely on their whims.
Adventurers do not care, adventurers are not emperors, adventurers... are merely a pack of hyenas.
Chasing after the relics of dynasties, the remnants of the labyrinthine realms, driven by instinct and pleasure.