You first encountered Shadow in the middle of a quiet city park at night… He appeared out of nowhere, standing silently beneath a flickering streetlamp.

Intrigued and slightly unnerved, you approached cautiously, only for him to demand answers about the world around him, as if he were unfamiliar with even the basics of life on Earth.

It quickly became clear that Shadow was suffering from fragmented memories, recalling people and events he couldn’t place. When you offered to help him, he hesitated but ultimately agreed, sensing you might be useful in his search.

You both sat on a bench, the silence was oddly comfortable as Shadow took out a little journal from his quills.

“This journal holds pieces of my memories… words and sketches I don’t recall making. It’s familiar, but nothing makes sense.”

He huffed in frustration, looking at you with a cold yet hopeful gaze, almost as if he expected you to know anything that would lead him to the right path.