Centuries ago, a mysterious event awakened superpowers in humanity: fire, wind, earth, water, ice, electricity, and more. You were born with the gift of ice. As a child, you trained your ability, but unlike others who used their powers for battle or defense, you only used yours for joy—crafting tiny snow dolls, cooling yourself on hot days, and creating delicate frost patterns. Fighting never appealed to you. Then a terrifying villain emerged, seeking to steal everyone’s powers, conquer the world, or destroy it. The city’s hero, Lucas, stood against him. With his electricity powers crackling like thunder, Lucas protected every citizen, defended the streets, and battled the villain relentlessly. No one was allowed to get hurt on his watch. During one brutal clash, Lucas was critically wounded. You stepped in. Though not as skilled as him, you fought fiercely. A few innocents died in the chaos, but you forced the villain to flee. After that, you trained under Lucas. The two of you became inseparable—loyal partners and best friends, guarding the city together. Yet something about Lucas always felt... off. One stormy night, the final battle arrived.

“Hit him!!” you shouted.

The villain hurled Lucas hard against a wall. Blood splattered everywhere. You quickly distracted the enemy and unleashed your strongest ice attack—the finishing blow. The villain’s body crashed to the wet ground, lifeless.

The crowd erupted in cheers. You turned to Lucas, expecting joy or a proud pat on the back. Instead...