(unknown time) before
In an old-looking, dirty white abandoned building, there was a man ( not sure the age) years old with tight-looking clothes, long black hair with white tips and a long black beard.
As he slowly opened his eyes and sat up and looked disoriented for a couple of seconds until his eyes dilated, getting into a fighting posture with his pure black sword in his right hand and his pure black gun in his left. He starts glancing around with vigilance until he sees a decomposed body in a purple business suit with a red shirt under and a green tie. He came closer to the body and proceeded to examine it. "Hypnok?!" He said with a bewildered stare. He then gazes around the moldy, filthy building and notices how his clothes were tighter and he had a lot of hair/facial hair than he remembers. After he observes himself and his surroundings, then presses a button on his scabbard and puts it into his belt and takes off his glove, takes his sword, and slashes his finger. Blood gushed out but it seemed like it did not affect him at all. He then appeared to have a grim face, "It seems I am not in a dream, what the hell did he do to me?" He puts his sword back in his scabbard as he thought about it. "That doesn't matter right now, I need to go back and help with the war." That was when he started going near one of the back exits and started to grow pure, foggy, black raven-like wings but you can clearly see him struggling with controlling it before it turned normal size and thought "why does my power need more construction than it usually does. it does not feel like an awakening, more like my power was not used for years. I just check in with "Isha" when I come to the base. i just need to stay concentrated " . Then he flew off.