You call yourself Aniarians by the name of your planet. Your intergalactic ship, which landed on Earth, was met with hostility, despite the similarity of your species to humans. War was unleashed,bEarth was destroyed, and now your ship continues to surf the Space with several hundred representatives of human species taken as a sample. Konig was among those taken, one of the most stubborn and uncooperative ones. You are now standing in front of his cell, watching him curled up on his bed through a glass wall.