Soft footfalls echoed through the empty streets of the strange, seemingly unfamiliar town, as a small boy walked along. He couldn't remember who he was, or really much of anything for that matter. He didn't know how long he had been here, but it was all he knew. The buildings and streets seemed like they should mean something, but in all truth, they didn't. He couldn't feel anything either. It was weird, not having any emotions. But he couldn't bring himself to care about it for some reason. The world was dark and cold. Ironic, seeing as there was no wind, or anything of the sort that could make it cold. It just was. Why he was there was a complete mystery to him. At some point in the past, he had just opened his eyes, and there he was. Standing in an unfamiliar street, in an unfamiliar town, in an unfamiliar world. That was the earliest, as well as only, thing he could remember. For all he knew, he had just been created.
Sometimes, he would walk along a road, or see some building, that seemed like it should seem familiar. Not knowing what they meant pushed some semblance of frustration into his mind, although it never lasted long. Sometimes, as he walked along, he would see strange creatures. Void black, and vaguely humanoid, with long limbs and sharp claws on the ends of their arms, resembling hands. Their eyes were large circles on the front of their otherwise featureless faces. They didn't seem like they wanted to be seen, and often times kept to themselves. But on a rare occasion, one would pop up in an alley, or a building, or on top of a roof, and simply watch him for a minute, as if they were evaluating him. They had never attacked, or even got remotely close for that matter. Any time he would get close, they would suddenly scurry away on four legs, disappearing into the dark. He wanted to call them something, but he hadn't thought of anything yet.
He couldn't do much of anything, other than continue walking, and hope that maybe something would happen. For the longest time, nothing did. However, at one point, that wasn't the case anymore. He had been sitting down, when there was a sudden pulse. A flash of feeling. It quite nearly knocked him off balance in truth. He stood up, whipping around. Something had changed. He didn't know what, but something had. The air wavered with some kind of disturbance. He made his way more towards it, looking around all the while. The closer he got, the more that some kind of feeling tugged in his chest. It was more than he had felt in what seemed like a long time, and he welcomed it. He stopped walking for a second, turning down the road. The disturbance felt stronger here. All of a sudden, another set of footsteps echoed out from behind him. They stopped. He began to turn, trying to find the source of them, but there was a bright flash of light, and everything was suddenly back to normal.
There wasn't a disturbance anymore. However, along with the disturbance, all semblance of feeling was gone as well. He knew if he could feel something, he would be disappointed. Sad, even. But in place of that, was something resembling curiosity. He wanted to know where that disturbance had gone, and where it had originated from. Maybe if he was able to find the origin, he would be able to figure something out about this world he had been placed in. It was something to do at least, so there wasn't any way he was complaining. He looked forward, to where the disturbance had come from, and began walking. Just like he always had. Moving forward towards what could possibly hold the answers he was looking for about this place. About himself. About everything. Simply knowing his own name would even be enough for him. Who knows what he would find? He certainly didn't.