They all pretend to be the heroes on the good side.
A sentence Atsuku liked so much. It was the word that defined the existence of John in Fantasia. Someone who was called a Hero thanks to his strength but was never respected and was treated like a villain.
If only the world didn't see through colored lenses…
He wouldn't be called a bad guy.
But…
'It doesn't matter.'
That boring world only existed in white and black. On Earth, in the real world, many shades of gray existed. Something good easily faded away, hidden by the gray concrete.
Nothing was certain. Still… With his record back in Fantasia, everyone would agree with one thing.
'I am a villain.'
No one would think otherwise.
He killed someone. He killed people. He even killed himself in the end because of his poor choice.
