I tried to save this shitty world.
But in the end... maybe I was the one who destroyed it.

I have a skill that lets me see the weaknesses of the Luminants—
…and of people.

I use it to win. To control.
Not because I enjoy it—
but because someone has to.

I manipulate.
Not because I’m cruel,
but because there’s no other way.

They call me a leader, a hero—some even say I’m a savior.
But I know the truth.

I don’t need friends.
And I sure as hell don’t need love.
All I want are pieces on my board.
Revenge… and the power to fulfill a promise I’m not even sure is worth it anymore.

This isn’t a story about heroes.
It’s not one about redemption either.

This is the story of how I became the very thing I swore to destroy.

I don’t know if I’m the villain—
But I’m damn sure I’m not the hero.