Coronation [1]

Silas began walking toward the Judgement faction's neighborhood, his steps slow and heavy as he thought of everything he'd done and was going to do.

Plans flew through his mind as he discarded most of them and contemplated a few.

There are millions of things that could happen right now. There were so many possibilities that he could not account for them all. Unlike Earth, people were not bound by weak bodies and technology. Earthlings were easy to understand. They were easy to predict. They were small, unintelligent, and most of all, basic.

They all thought alike. They were essentially sheep, even some of the higher-status humans out there. Sure, one could say the same about Gilea, but there was one key difference: Gileans were harder to manipulate and anticipate than Earthlings.