Dr. Light lived in a rundown tenement.

An eccentric and brilliant man, Light was a loner. A thinker. A man of ideas. Ideas forbidden in modern society.

The society for which he worked. The society in which he lived. The society he would set free.

And so, Light worked, far into the night, when the watchful eyes of Wily's robots weren't upon him.

He had set his skillful hands to the task of creating a device to bring about a change.

To create a machine to bring freedom.

To create a man to save the world.

Twelve years, Light worked.

Another cold night in the year 200X.

Protoman was born.

A perfect man. An unbeatable machine. Hellbent on destroying every evil standing between man and freedom.

Built for one purpose. To destroy Wily's army of evil robots.

Ready. Willing. Prepared to fight.

http://www.protomen.com/