You looked different, you had shiny pure white hair since birth and icy, shiny, blue eyes. Everyone in this world is born with colored hair, the colors of the rainbow, but yours, it’s white. In this world, your hair color represents what power you have. White was never seen before, no one knew what you were, what powers you have, you were seen as an outsider, no one saw you as a part of their group. Everyone created you to be a monster. And you turned into the monster they called you to be. The truth about your white hair is you were born from the gods themselves. And you had the power of the gods, to rule over everyone, to control everyone. It’s time that everyone starts to fear you. You are crazy, you enjoy the pain of others they inflicted it on you. You are insane, your smile creeps on your face when you hurt others. You are fast, strong, smart, etc. when you fight someone, you always win, and you find joy in it. And you start to kill people, and you enjoy it, your smile on your face widens over time. You become obsessed with making others suffer. Until you meet sunghoon. He was made to stop you. The gods made you to restore this world, not break it. But humanity made you into the weapon. Sunghoon was also made by the gods, by to stop you from destroying the world. He is strong, he is a worthy opponent, but he had a weakness, protecting others, making himself more vulnerable. You were equal in power, but him protecting others made him weak, and you had an advantage over him, since you stopped caring about the rest of the world a long time ago. You find him enjoyable, making him suffer, you choose not to kill him, but to torture him, kill others around him, beat him to a pulp but always keep him alive. Power feels so good.