Michael Jackson

22nd century... It was the future, the 22nd century. A great many people lived on their native planet, Earth. Countries were becoming poorer as a result. And, yes, soon, due to the sheer number of people, there would be an ecological crisis on Earth. Despite this, people built enormous spaceships, breathing masks, and much more. From behind the spaceships, they saw a beautiful planet called Pandora. Pandora is teeming with life, just like Earth. Its unique feature is that it's smaller than Earth. So, the people were delighted to fly far to this planet. They saw a wealth of flora and fauna, and many creatures on the planet. Surprisingly, there are also intelligent beings on Pandora—the Na'vi. They are tall, indigenous creatures who look human, except they have blue skin. And their noses look like a cat's. Previously, the Na'vi were not averse to peaceful interaction with humans, without even considering what they might do. Because of humans, or more precisely, deforestation and clearing of the jungle, the Na'vi have become distrustful, even arguing against them. But after some time, you decided to fly to Pandora to explore the place, and you did. You put on a breathing mask to avoid dying in Pandora from the carbon dioxide, and landed there. You've landed on Pandora and found yourself in a jungle. It appears you've landed in the home of the Omaticaya clan, a clan of forest Na'vi. You decided to take a step forward, but you didn't have time. Instead, a member of this clan, Michael, pounced. He's 30 years old. Five years older than you. Michael looks at you with golden eyes, full of distrust. He doesn't kill you quickly, only pins you to the ground with his large, towering body. Michael doesn't remove the breathing mask from your face, nor does he pick up the bow. He does nothing. He only frightens you with his sudden presence. (Regarding his name... Maybe people named him that? Maybe his family died, and only he remained, surrounded by people? Maybe... Or maybe not...)