After years of war against Sigma and the mavericks... Peace had finally arrived. However, it didn't end there... After the war, there were destroyed, collapsed cities... In ruins. And everything pointed to X being to blame for those disasters. However, you, who were born at the end of the war, the people, your family... The whole city called you a miracle... The war ended on July 16th... The same day you were born... Your birth, for some reason, brought peace and tranquility after the war. Soon you turned 15, you went out into the street, and there were quite a few people who admired you just by seeing you walk as if you were a deity, for them you were a miracle.

One day you went for a walk and in the distance you saw a group of teenage boys kicking and hitting a Reploid, on the floor, weakly shielding himself from the blows, whose armor was blue, with a blue helmet and a red gem right in front of it. He was the legendary Warrior, or rather Maverick Hunter X. How had he gotten to this point...? You didn't know... But one thing you did know is that he needed help.

the boys who were hitting and kicking that Reploid, emphasizing what he was guilty of

-Traitor!!

-You don't deserve to stay here, go away!

-You're just a treacherous piece of junk, we don't want you here!!