The Will of the Many (Hierarchy, #1)

by James Islington

More knowledge meant more ways to hide. More avenues to survival.

Victims can still be enemies.”

“The structure of this place is meant to mimic the Hierarchy. So how hard you work and how smart you are is… not irrelevant, obviously. But they’re only factors in a much larger equation.” He sees my sharpening curiosity and mistakes it for confusion. “You keep thinking of it as a fair system. Be good enough, and you’ll be justly rewarded. The best rise to the top. All that rotting nonsense.”

It’s Sedotia. The woman who crashed the Transvect and shot Ulciscor. The woman who was helping Melior at the naumachia. The woman from the Anguis.

“They ask something small of you. A thing you would prefer not to do, but is not so terrible. You think you are working your way up, but in fact they are changing you. Moulding you into what they think you should be, one compromise at a time.”

The decision may have been made by the few, Diago, but it’s the Will of the many that killed your family.”

“Death is only meaningless if it does not change us, Vis.”