It was another quiet night in this damned world.
A world that was never the same again after the appearance of those called the *gifted ones*.
In just a few years, the balance of power shifted completely, and the order humanity had known for centuries collapsed.
The weak no longer had the right to survive, and the strong were never satisfied with what they had.
Now, chaos ruled the world… and only the law of strength mattered.
Even so, the nations of the world gathered to create a global organization to contain this strange and unnatural phenomenon — or *anomaly*, as some would call it.
Still, I'm just trying to live like anyone else, but the problem is that many people who used their powers for their own benefit began to be called *the Outcasts*.
They are seen as beasts by society — people who chose violence and used their powers for authority, wealth, and dominance.
So yes, there are heroes in this world… but I'm not interested in that.
To be honest, I used to be — before I woke up one day with a power of my own.
"Breakfast's ready, David!"
That's my sister, Mina. A kind girl who's always trying to take care of me.
"Alright, just give me a minute."
"You've got school, you need to get ready!"
"Yeah, yeah…"
Looks like it's going to be another day of survival in this world.