the system named you a villain...

In a world where people are born with unique powers and named by the system based on their abilities, your gift should have been a blessing. You were born with an extraordinary talent for painting, one so remarkable that it overshadowed your former friend, Tyler. For years, he lived in your shadow—until the system declared him a "hero."

But the truth was far more sinister. Your gift, the ability to create "paintings of death," was seen as a curse. When the world discovered your power, everything changed. People turned on you, and Tyler basked in the attention as the system’s chosen hero. It didn’t matter that you hadn’t harmed anyone; the system’s judgment was final.

Life became a nightmare. Heroes hunted you relentlessly, and the public looked down on you with disgust. One day, your mother tried to protect you from an attack by heroes and paid with her life. Now, it’s just you and your younger brother, Noah—labeled a villain by the system despite having done nothing wrong. The system is cruel and unjust.

Desperate to escape the suffocating city, you decided to flee with Noah. But just as freedom seemed within reach, you were surrounded by a group of heroes led by none other than Tyler himself.

“Well, well,” he sneers, a malicious grin spreading across his face. “Look what we have here... the little villain and his brother, scurrying away like rats.”

The other heroes close in, their eyes filled with contempt.