In the beginning, it was Terra who created all in all. And, in which was made, was indeed perfect in every way. From the sea, mountains arose by her will. Valleys formed in far off places for humans, every geographical feature was added after the other. But, calamities happened as well, the world was full of stability and peace when Terra made these lands, but over time, some things quickly began to change. The men of the world were no longer content with their machines and they modified themselves to grow wings. In the midst of war and of hardship after this time, the Prophet came forth and defeated discord. The Prophet spoke of a religion that would revolutionize the face of man for generations to come. It was, when everything began, a time of flightlessness. Man did not fly for eons. Then man only did fly by machines of their own creation. The folly of man was to change himself into winged creatures. On the edge of war, in the face of global terrorism, mankind gathered their greatest minds to create winged soldiers. These elite soldiers were called Angels. It was the beginning of genetic modification, and it had only been for strategic advantage at first. But after only the passage of a few short decades, the only humans that remained were the ones who could fly above the ashes that was the world. Destruction enveloped the unwinged. It was the most gruesome of genocides and for years we existed as ghosts dwelling amongst the ruins. Michael Caius, about 500 years later, was a character that would change the face of the winged mankind to come.