Standing at the base of the hotel, Rose looked up at the building which had more than a dozen floors and was considered one of the few high-rise buildings in all of Lapar. A slight tingle that even he couldn't describe stirred in his heart!
As he stood there as a lower-class person, about to step into this hotel, had its owner, its operators, those Managers ever imagined a day like today?
He felt every cell in his body dancing, celebrating!
Today he was going to do something remarkable... Not one thing, but many.
Among them, tearing apart the damned labels and shackles imposed upon them by this society!
A strong desire emanated from his body, the desire to step inside right now, with his shoes covered in mud and filth, dirtying the clean floors of this hotel!
Destruction is one of humanity's most primitive desires, like sexual urges, deeply written into the genes, etched into the marrow.
