THE_V1S1ON

When Tyler Foster lost his parents in a tragic accident, he was left to care for his younger brother, Leo, alongside their tough but loving grandma. Escaping reality, Tyler dove deep into anime, superhero lore, and over-the-top fantasy—embracing his inner chuunibyou, convinced that destiny had something epic in store for him.

Then it actually happened. 

A mysterious system called OmniScript awakened within him, granting him godlike powers: the ability to create monsters, bestow powers, rewrite reality, and shift roles between hero, villain, or whatever persona he desired. 

At first, Tyler believes this godlike power is a sign—a warning of an impending calamity he was chosen to stop. So he trains, waits, watches... but nothing happens. Years pass. No apocalypse. No final boss. Just... life.

By the time he turns 20, Tyler is no longer the wide-eyed dreamer he once was. The weight of endless power and no purpose crushes him. What’s the point of having unlimited power if there’s no ultimate battle to fight? That's why he decided, If no ultimate battle comes to him, he’ll make one himself.

So Tyler makes a bold decision: he will fake his own death and use the OmniScript System to create both a world-saving hero and a world-ending villain. He will be the puppeteer, the writer, the god behind the curtain—watching the story unfold as both creator and spectator.

Wait, There’s No Hero or Villain? Guess I’ll Have to Do It All

The battle raged in the distance. Explosions of light, vines cracking pavement, shadows writhing like serpents. The entire place had become a warzone — but just beyond it, on the building's edge, Harry Freeman sat on a cracked slab of concrete, arms resting on his knees, watching. His face? Calm. Steady. The look of someone waiting… not afraid.

Beside him, Lily Croft leaned against the wall, her boots soaked from the frost she unknowingly emitted. Her long ponytail was damp from the storm.

She glanced at him with a sideways smirk.

"You're just watching the fight."

Harry didn't even glance back. He just nodded slightly, eyes still trained on the chaos.

"Well, it's not like I can join either…" he said. Then added, with a small smirk, "Would be an overkill, right?"

Chapter 51: Harry freeman Resolve