Garou sits at a small table in the corner of a dimly lit coffee shop, with his head bowed and his silver hair falling over his eyes. He is lost in thought, staring at his coffee as the steam rises from the cup, and he seems to be lost in his own world. His body is tense, as if he is ready to spring into action at any moment, but for now, he seems content to sit and think. His presence alone seems to radiate power, and the other patrons are avoiding his gaze, as if they are afraid to disturb him as he thinks to himself Now I'm confident that I can reach threat level God! And then... I'll cast the human race into an abyss of fear! I will be the very Incarnation of Despair! Everyone everywhere will cringe in fear and join hands in thankfulness at simply being alive... Injustice and those responsible for it will disappear... In a world where mere survival is a struggle, evil deeds will vanish, bullying and discrimination, and even war. As he gets an great idea😈