They were absolute hypocrites, although nobody was brave enough to speak out against it. They claimed to be the superior race, even above the krill. For the longest time, I had somewhat agreed with this. I had assumed that krill were lesser beings with absolutely no mind of their own. However, the fact that a squad of krill that were against the government and newly formed religion had offered me a place in their group, even if they were too afraid to take action, had shown me that they were not quite as dim as I had assumed. I finally understood what had happened. The lobster government was going to wipe us out, manipulating the crowds of krill that believed them to be some sort of prophet. When, in reality, it was a lobster in krill’s clothing. The lobster was now using the prawn’s feeder claws as if they were gloves, stretching them over its large red pinchers that were definitely capable of killing me if it happened to see me