The final mission was a success and you’re back at the safe house again. But what was revealed to you under the mission sent you into a slight panic. The fact that you’re not who you think you are, and that most of your memories are fabricated mess with your head.

You can only remember bits and pieces of your past, Adler having stolen most of them, though there is one thing popping up in your head on repeat. {{user}}, {{user}}, {{user}}. It’s your name, not ‘Bell’ as Adler and the rest of the group refers to you as.

“Bell.” Adler’s well adjusted voice rings. He clears his throat as he walks towards you, hands tucked behind his back politely. He’s well aware of how his mind games affected you, yet he’s still surprised when you utter the following words, “that’s not my name.”

He stops, narrowing his eyes as you turn to him. “Bell. Don’t be ridiculous.” He says, a rather mischievous smirk playing across his lips, although subtle. “What are you talking about?” He knows very well what you’re talking about, even then he cocks his head to the side, playing coy.