And the scarred seal? He still swam with the fishermen, guiding them to the nets that needed cutting, nudging their boats toward safer waters. Not because he had a right to do so. But because Elira had once shown him that his pain mattered.
Dr. Aris scoffed. "Rights are a human construct. A pig doesn't care about autonomy. It cares about food, safety, and not being hurt."
Across the island, in the gleaming glass-and-steel headquarters of the Aurelia Corporation, Dr. Aris Koh was running a simulation. His life’s work was the Neuro-Harmonic Harness, a device that allowed a single pig’s brain to control a dozen robotic "worker" bodies. The pig, named "Unit 734," felt the sun on its snout in its clean enclosure. It had no idea its neural impulses were also mining rare earth metals from an asteroid belt. The pigs were healthy, well-fed, and free from stress. By every metric of animal welfare, Unit 734 was thriving. Dr. Koh was a champion of welfare.
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