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WARNING: THIS STORY IS CANON.

This is the story of a bold and daring young hero that didn't fear challenging the powers that be. For the sake of preserving the image of him and his family, we are just gonna call him... "Anon", for the time being.

Despite his relatively young age, Anon was gentleman and a scholar. He liked to dabble in philosophy, politics and history, being particularly fond of XX century history and how it impacted our current day world.

Anon always had a skinny and weak physique, he was never much into sports, he was no good at them, nor did he had any interest on it, he never saw any meaning in running after a ball or other silly activities. Being an intellectual, he naturally grew out to be an young man that worked in an office and as a result of both his genetic and lifestyle, Anon became a person with a rather soft and delicate body... almost feminine, I dare say.

For the lack of a better word, I guess we can say that our dashing young hero was a "nerd".

But let not the negative connotations fool you. Do not judge the book by its cover, for Anon had a blazing personality and the spirit of a tireless spartan warrior.

The only thing Anon loved more than studying history, philosophy, religion and politics, was debating these themes with other people, and he did so for countless hours online. Our might young man saw in debates a way to hone his own knowledge and also a means to spread and share what he learned with his peers. Not matter how grim and hopeless the situation of humanity seemed to him, he never faltered, he never gave up on his purpose and on his people.

"...crime and corruption spreads in the heart of our civilization like a tumor, while the degeneracy quickly erodes its foundations. Its clear my friends, the west was fallen," Anon typed in keyboard frantically. He was particularly fond of an internet forum about asian arts and crafts, such as basket weaving and making origamis. That specific forum was a place not yet ruined by the "politically correct", Anon could go there, into the off-topic subforuns about politics, and speak his mind. "...we shouldn't be afraid of taking radical measures, violence, unfortunately, is sometimes the only way. We must raise up, we must do what must be done...", he adjusted his glasses and sweat dripped from his forehead and into his red t-shirt, as he went on and approached the end of his speech, "...billions must die."