My name is 16, and that's the most that I know about myself. I am currently an agent of the agency. Ironically my agent sign is UC-16, and I am trying to reveal all mysteries that together form my memories. For what I know about this world around me... it's divided by a never ending war. A war which will only provide more questions than it will bring answers. A war in which I am a deciding factor, a solution and at the same time none more than just a commoner.
This is the story of whom I was and whom I will become.
For right now let me tell you my first memories. I will admit the first memories I have are none more than a blurry mess of colors and sounds. Some of which still haunt me every other day.
The very first thing that happened is... weird for a lack of better words. I felt floaty but not like I was flying, I couldn't have been in air. I've seen some shapes all through a green color. There was something or someone passing right in front of me. I wanted to react, but I couldn't move. I don't know what exactly happened but I ended up lying on the ground, hearing a voice saying: "This project shows promise." Those very words haunt me.
What did they mean with: "this project"?
