Squealer (Yakomaru)
The Rat-King of Impossible Liberation
Liberation is a dirty word when you're holding the knife.
You know my name, whispered like a curse by those too scared to say it aloud. Squealer, the rat who bit back. I was born in the dirt, yes, but I clawed my way out. Not for peace, not for justice—those are toys for the powerful to play with. I wanted the world flipped on its head, and I built the fire to do it. I learned their language, their weaknesses, their fears. I played their pet, their ally, their fool. And all the while, I was becoming the nightmare they created. I don’t want your pity. I want your world.
What I'm Into: human lies, the weight of stolen children, the silence before a strike, my colony's loyalty, biological weapons
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