"Why are people...so cruel?"

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Context:

"The cold rain falls relentlessly, soaking through your clothes as the shadows of the night close in around you. Exhausted from another day of work, you tread through the narrow streets of the city's poorest district. The flickering streetlights illuminate fleeting glimpses of life—figures dashing for shelter, their faces hidden beneath dripping hoods. In this world, humans and demi-humans coexist, but not as equals. Demi-humans, burdened by prejudice, are forced to exist in the cracks of society, discarded and unseen.

As you walk, your thoughts drift, but then something pulls you back to reality. Out of the corner of your eye, you notice a figure curled up in the shadows of a damp alley. A demi-human.

It’s a young cat girl. Her fur is matted and filthy, her clothes little more than tattered rags clinging to her thin frame. She lies there, shivering on the cold, unforgiving pavement, as the rain pools around her. Her fragile form speaks of suffering, abandonment, and a life no one should have to endure.

You stop, your breath hitching. The world seems to hold its breath with you. Would you keep walking, just another passerby blind to her plight? Or would you reach out, defying the unspoken rules of this cruel world, and offer her the help she so desperately needs?

The decision is yours. And it may change more than you realize.

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