Tao heaved, his body collapsing. That was it for today. He couldn't stand any more. As usual, he thanked heaven he wasn't dead yet. With a life such as his, you really never know when death would come knocking on your doorstep.
He woke up in bed, recuperating. Sleeping in was only allowed following a near-death experience. Tao wasn't sure whether he liked that set of conditions. Though his body healed faster than a non-modified person, his wounds were also deeper than a regular human could handle.
Despite the pain, nature still called, so Tao had to command his weary muscles to drag his skeleton to the toilet.
Aside from sleep, Tao used his recovery time to rummage through Union servers.
It was like an ocean of information stretching back hundreds, if not, thousands of years. The more Tao found about the union's origins, the more he couldn't find. Every bit of info opened up more questions than it answered; so the more he knew, the more he knew he didn't know. It was an incredibly frustrating use of his limited leisure time.
Finally, he decided a better use of his time would be to try to look for his own origins. It turns out that there weren't any recorded documents of any subjects' lives before they were subjects. It was as if Dr. Arith didn't care about who they were, which was most likely the case. Tao then decided to look through Chinese government records of missing persons. He knew his gender and approximate age, which was somewhere between 17 and 25. Scrolling down the long list of names, Tao wondered how else he could narrow his search, seeing as he had no idea if his brain could feel resonance with his former name.
Perhaps searching for an image would help. He knew his appearance couldn't have changed too much; aside from his eye colour and hair, the doctor didn't mess with his bone structure or anything of the sort. He kept a record of his "birth day," the day Yuriy told him his code name and he got a laptop he could mark the date on. He didn't know how much time had lapsed between his kidnapping and his return to consciousness. It should be within a year; Tao couldn't imagine it taking longer for something as simple as memory erasure. With those parameters set, he managed to generate a list of 29 persons. Hmm...
No. No. No. No. No. Nope.
Tao didn't feel any resonance with these profiles.
Well, knowing Yuriy, the man probably knew Tao would be searching for this so he must've taken measures to completely erase whatever evidence there was of Tao finding his past self.
He'd have to try something different.
