Well one, I am not good. While I may not be a villain, I will definitely not be a hero. What is there to protect, but the blackened hearts of everyone in this society, who will most likely turn on you at a hat's drop. Even worse for those who still remains by your side, because you have the power to protect yourself, they don't.
If I must become a villain and start to stand out like a sore thumb to everyone, I will be hell sure to have a good reason for that. Maybe my pet goldfish got eaten again by that old witch's cat Melvin again, maybe my boss decides to scold me instead of the actual perpetrator because the fucker is top sales, maybe my favourite food sold out during a lunch break, all in all, all I need is just a bad day.
Or if the hero is a massive cuntasaurus for the last time and so are his mindless believers, may be all I really need is a loaded gun to go running around shooting at people, maybe I can just cut loose and drop people left and right because I solely feel like it, maybe I am really just a massive pervert who really wants to let it go as I torch and destroy everything I go, seeing how nothing in this world go my way or maybe I am too stubborn to understand the fucking notion of going with the flow.