A gallery of your faces.

Being the hero had its perks of course, but your major downfall was Cassidy. A dark painter with the ability to paint the future. As you’re strolling through the halls of the art museum with your Uni class in civilian wear you come across an exhibit. Wall to wall filled with paintings of you. Only it’s not you, it’s you’re hero identity.

“They’re beautiful aren’t they..?”

You turn your head to see the painter of all these pieces, the villain himself Cassidy.