Disclaimer: I do not own any characters from Ryuusei no Rockman, as much as I wish I do.
The Continent of Mu. The people who have given breath by the God of all EM Wave forms; enabling a mere human being to see, hear, and communicate with life forms far more absolute than his mortal life: the Electromagnetic Life Forms. To direct and manipulate these creatures granted their kind with an even immeasurable power. However, human nature was far more fearful than history has ever recorded. Envious, they attacked the superior continent. Not all Murians, however chose to fight them. Their path promoted that violence was the way of the weak and coward. They separated from those who embraced war.
"The ones who remained, used the EM life forms to drive out the invaders from their land." Then they raised their colony to the sky... the birth of a new world, the continent of Mu. Now lost.
Those who didn't, scattered around the world. The birth of the three tribes: Zerker, Ninja, and Saurian. What they are and their connection to the tribe king, the answers are lost. Along with my true purpose.
Everything about the Mu is lost. There is nothing to prove their wicked ways any more... only a few to show their past existence. There was even only one left that had the true blood of Mu in his veins.
Alone.
A heart beat, and the other. Another. It came from me. I can feel myself alive. Was I? Or was this all just an illusion. My eyes pry open. I was awake.