Rockman. EXE: Pain
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Prolouge: The Knight
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He held his sword higher, the other navi was already on the ground, his breathing ragged, stab and cut wounds visible all over his green body. He held his head high, looking down at the navi like it was a peice of filth that had been soaked in grime, tossed into the garbage, and stepped on. He looked at the navi like he wasn't even a navi, instead, like a common Mettarru virus that he saw every day.

He turned around, the black and blue sword turning into a normal black and blue coloured navi hand and his blue and black cloak swinging a little. "Get out of here... I don't delete pitiful navis that don't even have a operator or don't even know how to use designer chips!" And with that said, he used a Cyclone chip to blow the green navi away like a rag doll.

He was what they called mysterious, his dark-green eyes held a experienced glint in his eyes, like they had seen the Holocaust itself. He was an unusual navi, he didn't have a helmet like most navis had, instead, he had short black hair that shifted slightly each time he moved. He had a blue and black cloak which drifted around as if an invisible wind was blowing across it. He had a human-like face that most custom navis had. Except, he couldn't remember who was his creator, as far as his memory went, he had always been an independent navi, always used designer chips in battle against virus, always discussed about in the Kotobuki square, he had always been considered second, only to the Super Navi Bass, but, he didn't have a name.

As far as he was concerned, he didn¡¯t need one, he was a navi worth fighting.

And the only thing that gave him a clue about his past was the custom sign that every custom navi had, even though all custom signs were diffrent and in diffrent places, the signs reflected the operator, and his... his, was black...

With two red parts. (AN: Before you get confused, this is NOT Rockman.)