ChApTeR tWo: Nameless

Yes. That was how I came to be with Kritiker. Back then I didn't know that 'Persia' was in truth my father. Knowing now doesn't change anything. He was killed by my REAL uncle, Takatori Reiji.

We're part of a story, part of a tale We're all on this journey No one is to stay Where ever it's going What is the way?

It was under Persia's guidance, and the tutelage of numerous teachers and senseis from all around the world. I was to learn computer hacking, hand to hand combat, close and long range weapon use, history, english, spanish, german, chinese, science, and math. Things any well-rounded person should know. But, I digress. I will return to these things some other time. Some time, when the pain they recall is not so fresh in my mind. I tell you now, the tale of the second, where I was the first.