You’ve never seen anything like it before in your whole time of researching and analysing those who had abilities. You watched, as chaos flooded out in front of you at a train station, where bypassers had bruises shaped like a handprint on a part of their bodies.

Though a small kid lingered among the crowd holding a broken doll in their hand and watched maliciously as people started to attack others around them.

“It’s so nice to watch others play my favourite game!”