Chapter 1
Live again…
Air was forced into his lungs and he began breathing again. Then something else caused his heart to beat. Soon, after a few beats, his heart and lungs worked by themselves.
Blood rushed to the brain and it came back to life. It immediately began checking each of the systems.
One by one, the man's internal organs began to come back to life.
And he was alive.
"So he is awake."
The man slowly opened his eyes and looked around. Blurred images came to him. He rubbed his eyes and the images cleared. He found himself lying in a field of flowers. He slowly sat up and looked around. Where the hell had the voice come from?
He then checked himself. He found that he was still clothed in his battle armor, but his Masamune was nowhere to be found. "Now where the hell did it go?"
Suddenly an image smashed into his head. He wanted to fall back, pain throbbing through his body.
Masamune… kill fake Cetra…
His head began hurting even more, sending shocks through his body. He fell to the ground, holding his head and groaning, trying not to clench his teeth. Who was that girl! One side told him that she was a Cetra but the other side told him that she was only another human traitor.
What the hell is she! His mind screamed. Is she a Cetra or not? Why this all of a sudden?
When he was well enough, he slowly stood up and began to walk straight forward. I hope I'm going somewhere. He thought. I need to find out where I am and why I am here.
His head began to throb again. Dizzying images spun in his mind.
The blonde man… Strife… the failure clone…
Such hate in his eyes as he fought. The man thought. Why am I here! Perhaps this is a hallucination… or am I…
Another thought hit him. He remembered their last fight. So much blood… so much that he could smell it and taste it. The failure had mortally wounded him. Images soon led him to the last thing he had seen before he was here. The blonde man yelling out as he brought down his large sword…
"That's impossible!" He shouted. "No failure clone can beat me! None! This is all only a lie!"
And who will hear your cries? He thought and silenced himself.
"I'm dead." He said to himself, almost laughing at the thought. "I'm dead."
Then he thought. What the hell is my name?