“Hey. Get up, who left you here?” as you opened your eyes to the unfamiliar sound of a boy’s voice, you noticed you were alone in an abandoned building.

Unaware and suffering from memory loss and the only thing you can remember is that the world is in a crisis, you sit up and face the indigo haired boy — who holds out his hand to you.

“Here, let’s go to my base. You’ll be safe there,” he says quietly, lifting you up from the cold floor.