[ Wp ] Nerds and artists take over the world after everyone is given superpowers based on imagination .

The heart of the city beats, and colour flows through it. Great towers and buildings that used to dominate the skyline are practically hidden by the founts of colour that are the minds of children. 
 
 The greatest minds are those of the artists, who do not contain their imaginations, but merely shape the flows into new art, powerful art, and sometimes deadly art. 
 
 Gangs of amateur musicians roam the streets, small groups full of lovers of every genre. Metalheads assault other gangs with raging torrents of colour and noise, while lovers of classical music cut through the ocean with deadly precision. 
 
 The young artists hide themselves away, painting worlds where they can lose themselves, and entrap others in their realized fantasies. 
 
 To others, those who are grey, those who manifest no dreams to shape, the world has become a fearful place. That fear spreads, multiplies, and creates whole neighborhoods of crimson night. 
 
 To any Artist, I am simply a grey. But they know not that I can see all of their dreams, and can guide their raw power into my own vision. 
 
 I am the Architect. This city is mine.
