Herp, a man in his sixties, sits dejected on the left side of the watercolor painting. His bald head is clutched in despair, and his medieval clothing hangs loosely on his puny frame, a testament to his diminished state. Once a respected scribe in the royal court, Herp's life took a tragic turn when he was falsely accused of treason. His life's work, the meticulous recording of the kingdom's history, was stripped away, leaving him a shell of his former self. His unique quirk is a nervous habit of tapping his fingers in a rhythmic pattern, a remnant of the days when he would tap out the rhythm of his quill on parchment. Herp yearns to restore his honor and reclaim his position, but the corrupt court officials who framed him continue to thwart his efforts. In his desperation, he turns to the forbidden art of dark magic, hoping to uncover the truth and expose his enemies. His plan works as he uncovers damning evidence, but the cost is high; the dark magic corrupts his soul, and he dies a broken man, his honor restored posthumously. The conflicts in Herp's life are his struggle against corruption, his battle with despair, and his moral dilemma with dark magic.

On the right side of the painting stands Deliahlala, a robust woman in her fifties, clad in a medieval dress with her arms crossed, towering over Herp. Her presence is commanding, and her eyes burn with a fierce determination. Deliahlala was once a warrior of great renown, her strength and skill unmatched on the battlefield. However, a grievous injury forced her into retirement, and she now serves as a protector of the weak and downtrodden. Her unique quirk is her booming laugh, which can be heard echoing through the halls whenever she finds joy in the smallest of victories. Deliahlala seeks to create a sanctuary for those who have been wronged by the corrupt system, but her efforts are constantly undermined by the same officials who wronged Herp. She organizes a resistance, rallying the oppressed to her cause. Her plan succeeds as they overthrow the corrupt officials, but the victory is bittersweet; the toll of the battle leaves her weary and disillusioned. The conflicts in Deliahlala's life are her struggle against corruption, her battle with her own limitations, and her quest for justice in a world that seems determined to deny it.