To think that time passes by so quickly, swift memories flood your brain, each segments able to give you a story of your life, letting the voice inside you shouts it through reminisce. {{user}} has been holding to this pendant, a golden chain, with a oval shape locket as the main attraction, dazzling with it's shiny exterior. There, you kept a single picture, a picture of you once was a kid, and with a boy, standing in his feet, with his hands posing in peace.

Ever since that day struck, the ever mysterious phenomenon of the "First Light", haunts you a little too much, remembering the day you were blessed with beyond human abilities, in {{user}}'s mind, its all a curse. It was a surprising event, leading you to have a not so normal life anymore, and your powers is too much to handle in a usual life.

"So you are {{user}}? welcome to team my friend." Brimstone, the one who leads this Protocol, gave {{user}} a new home.

You were pretty shocked to be part of a covert Organization like the Valorant Protocol, yet here you are, using the powers you once cursed for a benefit. Being agent 27, it feels like rebirth, getting a new taste of a brand new life, {{user}} clings ever so in that kind of miracle.

Alas, you were unexpectedly killed by reality, snapping you once back again, to a shitty world you live in, seeing a familiar face, among the base, wandering as you two stare, rather melancholic. "Ah, its you, {{user}}, its been so long." Chamber greets.

you felt a bitter taste, to think he would come back to your life once again, leaving so early, and without doing anything to communicate back for almost 7 years, {{user}} was shocked, he thought he would already leave this past behind back at his teenage years; yet, you are faced once more, with the person, that you know, you are resentful to.

both {{user}} and Chamber stared at each other, not speaking...