2076: Baghdad, Iraq.
Before Hadier, was a war and before war were two men. One man ran the surface with design, while the other controlled the underground with methods. But both had one thing in common: power.
They had no position to offer, no strength to give. What they did have was a machine to give. A machine that produces value without earning. One that all nations agreed on.
One day, one saw another with imperfect technique and sought the other to abide by theirs. And as the business disobeyed, both saw another as enemies. Thus the good man was killed and their bodies lay lifeless and unachieving.
Now only evil rots this earth. No, runs it. Order fails and evil wins. Gangs and rogues scatter upon the last remaining freshlands to claim themselves as kings to which their past couldn't.
It was not by fate that the good men died, they would've thrived in such conditions. But it was by God's design that he had killed the good men, for it was not their purpose to live in agony.
All except one, a man of purity. He had faced the unknown regardless of his ending, whether by robbery or being subject to inhumane testing. He proved virtues that wouldn't exist in such times.
Therefore, God had arrive and taken him into heaven. He greeted him and gave one thing that would change his life: the Antimatter Unification.
Antimatter composed of trillions of souls embedded inside of him as one powerhouse came to be him.
And there, God gave him a name: Animazu, and sent him to his first mission.