All at once visions of my past life, if you can call it that, came to me. The countless battles I had been used in, the way my body was moved around like a marionette. I could see it all before me. I was their puppet. Nothing more than a dead piece of matter, molded in the visage of a person. Every flashing memory lead back to them. I felt with how much contempt they handled me. I was nothing more than a shallow, pitiful attempt for some nobody to feel like they belonged in the action. I stared at my own hands, which only reminded me of them more. All of it formed something in me, the very first emotion I ever felt. Anger. Without ever having to vocalize it, I knew I was more than that. The way they looked at me with those eyes of absolute unrecognition broke my heart. No older than a few moments, I already resolved to show them how wrong they were. I am no puppet. I am a person just as much as they are. The first tears I ever cried left tiny dark circles on the arena floor. I couldn't help the shaking of my legs as I stood. My whole body trembled as I left the arena. The hallways had become lighter now and I set off in a random direction, not knowing where to go but knowing I had to go somewhere. It wasn't long before I saw one of the fighters approach. I didn't know how I should interact with him and I found myself saying nothing as he came closer. As he passed I saw his eyes, looking forward, focused on something else. He checked my shoulder as we passed each other as if I wasn't there at all. From somewhere inside me I don't know choked forth sound. "H-Hey!" The fighter turned his massive body in surprise, peering behind his massive shell to stare in my direction. "What the hell?" He scratched his head in utter confusion, still glaring back at me. "Did you say that?" Before I had a chance to think, he turned around again and muttered to himself. "Must be losing my mind…" I managed to splutter out, "Watch where you're going." He spun around eyes wide, rubbing them as if to see if he was dreaming. "Is this some kind of trick?! Whats going on here!?" He moved to grab my collar. But then sighed and rubbed his head. "Whatever, probably some new feature they made to mess with me." He continued stomping off the way he had been going, and I slowly turned to where he had come from. I hoped wherever I was going would be better than this place.