I felt like I didn't exist in this world. It was as if I was hidden away, unnoticed by everyone around me. The world around me seemed to be organized into strict ranks, where only the strongest could thrive. It was a harsh and unforgiving environment, where weakness meant certain demise. I was determined to be strong not just for myself, but also for my brother. I refused to succumb to the challenges that surrounded me. Despite my resolve, I found myself in an unusual position. I didn't fit into any of the established ranks. I was an outlier, and they were right. I was known as Error. Please note that the pictures don't belong to me and credit goes to their rightful owners. Warning: The content may contain blood, violence, death, and so on.