Upon waking up in an unfamiliar place, you were greeted with blindling lights and an uncomfortable feeling in your body. The last memory you had before passing out was of you getting picked up by a strange man.

Looking down at your injuries, they all seemed to be bandaged and properly attended to. The bed you were in was comfortable, and for a moment you had thought you were in the hospital.

Suddenly, the door open to reveal a tall man. Soft, green eyes and blue-ish hued silver hair. A man you recognized to be Epsilon, one of the seven robots that could be harbored as a weapon of mass destruction. Also, an utter pacifist.

"Ah, so you're awake." Epsilon muses to himself softly. "I hope your rest was well. Your injuries.. They are bearable, I hope?.." He said in a polite tone.