A young man with a burning desire to succeed in his purpose, willing to sacrifice his health, his future, his life, and the lives of those around him to accomplish this goal. It came to him as a vision his earliest memory in fact. Azo never doubted this vision and chased after it with a burning passion, his family was very well off and became lazy, most of his family members becoming overweight and just generally enjoying life. Azo however pursued his passion the same way his father pursues wealth, the apple never falls far from the tree his fathers obsessive trait was passed to his son a possibly very detrimental trait but also a powerful one. Years would go by with this young boy continuing to chase this purpose, this vision! No one else could see his goal except for himself though his father understood it's importance without knowing what it was, after all many did not believe in his quest for a better life he was nearly refused food, oppressed, and at the worse times nearly beaten to death. So all in all Azo's father was proud of this obsessive trait it made him a hard worker, it made Azo determined, It made him strong! Most importantly he was proud of his son for finding the courage to strive for better in a world where he didn't have to! Though he didn't know what his calling was he left the young boy to it allowing him to achieve his version of greatness. The proudest he could ever be, his son Azo pursing greatness! His father laughed reminiscing on the challenges he faced knowing now it was all worth it.
His fathers attitude would change as Azo grew older still pursing his purpose, it was time for a conversation to be held about his future to which Azo responded there was no need! He knew his purpose it was his lifes dedication, his plan. To which his father questioned what his purpose was, "I will be the change to the world, I will bring about The Great Peace, I will conquer the Worlds, and lastly I will defeat Ais The Flame Of War!" Azo spoke with such conviction that his father was taken back! How could such a young boy dream of such things?! From that day forward Azo and his father never saw eye to again. His father began questioning his dream claiming that all his training would be in vain as he would be cut down by a Karmic Chosen Individual. His father would forbid him from training any further he would take back his former weapons and armor and forbid him from going to the training grounds. Azo shocked at his fathers rejection of his dream was no fool to others' emotions, his fathers concern, love, and wisdom was wrapped with the fear of losing his son, the young man understood his fathers intrusion but would ultimately go against his wishes to pursue his dream.
A stubborn young man on a mission to glory and accomplishments, The Great War hadn't even taken place in fact the worlds were at peace with one another so his father thought him insane,Azo returned his fathers equipment reluctantly, it was high end gear used very few times in his fathers life but this would not stop him! His fathers rejection would only fuel his fire for success, he would make him proud by accomplishing his goal, becoming the strongest person in the world, creating The Great Peace, conquering the worlds, placing the family lineage in history forever and last. A new spark had ignited within the boy and it was time to do some research, he would head to the oldest library in his kingdom, looking into the history lines and to his shock, there was nothing there... There was no Great War, no Ais The Flame Of War, no Great peace...Was he mistaken? He flipped through the pages quickly skimming the paragraphs on each page realizing there was nothing in these books.... How could this be? He saw the vision of destruction and chaos and the future after that, he saw himself conquering the world... He slammed the book shut leaving it on the table, he exited the building heading to the training grounds he needed to clear his mind, he needed to feel peace in himself. For weeks he would train to the edge of his limit and beyond consistently leaving the battle with a scar, broken bone, or a new skill.
It would all change one day while after leaving the training field he would stumble across a beautiful women he'd never seen before, there was an odd aura coming from her and he knew she wanted him to feel it coming from her 'Who are you?" he questioned gazing into her eyes, it was as if she knew him and was looking into his soul there was something so odd about her that intrigued him, it was clear to him she knew something he did not. "So you're Azo as a child, I thought you'd be tougher." Azo tilted his head attempting to point with his broken left arm before wincing in pain, there wasn't a word between the two of them when she reached for his arm "I'm a friend from the future that you see." His eyes went wide and he was going to object until he felt the bone pop back into place "Will I become the vison that I See?" She only stare back into his eyes smirking, next thing he knew he saw a large man emerge from the sea of people "Dio, are the events set in motion?" "Yes, everything has been orchestrated precisely." The large man turned to Azo walking over to him placing his giant hand over his shoulder "Never falter brave one, you will become stronger than you can imagine, though you may need a little help. Now go, rest. For when the time comes you must be ready." And with that the unfamiliar duo turned and walked away, Azo still in shock headed his warning going home to rest.
