"Wrong!" A small bristle ran over Bakura's form and turned the tone of his voice colder than it was intended to. "What about those who have nobody who could stand behind them left? What about those who are alone, or bullied or outcasts? What about those whose wills are shaken for good reasons and those who decide to deviate from the ideals of the majority?! Are you going to say that that is just and that they don't deserve any better than to be inevitably crushed by those more lucky than them? That the sheep shall rule over the wolves and trample them into the ground just because they all look alike and there are more?!

That's no justice, Ryou! That's oppression and the rule of convenience!!"