~~I am all around, but you cannot see me or hear me. If you're
lucky-or I guess with who I am-unlucky, there's a slight
possibility you may feel my presence, but only for those I
choose. Contrary to human belief, I do not cause disease-the
humans do a good job at that on their own-also, I cannot affect a
person's mind in order to cause their death-not that I would
anyway. However, if I want to, I can take human form and kill
them or persuade them, but as a result I also endanger
myself-making myself mortal means I could die. We Evaluators feel
it unnecessary to take someone's life away by making ourselves
mortal-an unnecessary risk.
While some Evaluators scavenge their respective area killing as many humans as they feel necessary, I like to take my area slowly-I find that killing every human in sight really quickly would eventually result in my boredom and that's if people grow back. Well, who am I kidding? Of course, it's not rare that humans will often travel or even stumble across the different areas of the Evaluators. I've heard stories of an Evaluator-I think by the name of Oliver-who had a human stumble into another Evaluator. Oliver negotiated with the other Evaluator explaining how he loved observing the stumbling human and had big plans for his death, the other Evaluator agreed to the negotiation, but Oliver had to give him three little boys.
Personally, I don't know what I would do if a person in my sector crossed to another sector. I do love observing them and marking them off, but also I enjoy their personal lives. A man named Trevor has a family-his wife, Sarah, his son, Brad, and his daughter, Maria-they are one of the many families I have the capacity of observing. It amazed me how their lives were small, and yet, they were happy. They weren't an Evaluator like me-they were simply happy to be human. It intrigued me, so I withheld from killing them-I wanted to know what their perspective was.
As I said earlier, we do not cause disease, but we do affect the end result. There are other existence modifiers like us Evaluators-we call them the Butterfly people. They have large wings and rarely, they mate with humans. Whomever may be conceived-boy or girl---actually becomes an Evaluator. But of course, when we mate with humans (even rarer than the Butterfly people) whomever may be conceived becomes a Butterfly person. So even though we are in constant conflict, we actually help each other thrive. The Butterfly people have the job of preserving people contradicting our job of killing people. Usually, we keep out of each other's hair but occasionally we conflict by selecting the same human. That is where some disease comes from, the Evaluators and Butterfly people are fighting to decide the fate of a certain human. However, there are many factors affecting the battle.
1. If the person is old, it is more likely that Death will prevail
2. If the person is innocent, it is more likely that the Butterfly people will prevail
I detest the Butterfly people-not for what you might think, but because humans tend to be deviants with regards to the creation of new life. Humans will often desire to prevent the new form of life and the Butterfly people will do nothing to save it. A waste of perspective.
Not all diseases are caused by conflict-as Evaluators can take human form, while in human form they can create diseases by injecting animals with Evaluator blood-which has different effects. Some animals are immune but when they bite or interact with other people, they are deadly, and some of the animals have their minds consumed by the nature of Evaluator blood. Many Evaluators presume the immunity of certain animals as the result of the actions of the Butterfly people, but nobody knows for sure. When something is wounded mortally, a conflict sparks between the Butterfly people and Evaluators but of course since they're already close to death, usually death prevails, but it's not ever guaranteed.
My favorite things to kill are the humans when they go into the Blossoming stage. They became so unpredictable and die in the most colorful of ways! The younglings don't have enough blood, the blossomed ones are predictable and the elderly ones have already accepted death, but the teenagers throw themselves at death without realizing its potential which excites me so greatly that I lick my lips. Contraption crash, poison to the mind, homicide, disagreements, mechanics, and detesting nature are all reasons for Blossoming humans to kill each other-allowing us Evaluators to do our job.