The girl had found out some very disturbing facts.

Firstly, she should have been a he.

Secondly, she was lost in a place that had one more moon than what was normal.

Third, though she had identified herself as male, she had no recollection of anything personal. No remembrance of family, friends, birthplace…nothing.

But the most disconcerting were the voices.

Every couple of minutes, dialogue would rip through her skull, dialogue that she understood, but could not comprehend.

Dianna!

She whirled around, trying to find the source. This burst was…different. It seemed to target her, yet was in no way any more real than the other voices.

Oh god, Dianna, they're here!

Was this who she was? Dianna?

Why won't you help me? The Red Dawn are here! Oh god-

"I-I…can you hear me?"

Oh, thank god, I thought you had left us!

"I'm sorry, I don't-"

A stream of gibberish, the fear so palpable she could feel it, cut her off. Most chillingly, above the fear was a voice of clear, cold logic.

In the name of Balthazar the third, we, the Crimson Knights of CC, delete you-

Distant memories, not her own, flooded into Dianna's consciousness.

-for being a suspected vagrant AI-

Images of a man flashed in quick succession, holding a gleaming axe, poised to strike.

Dianna, I'm sorry, the collective must go on. I'm downloading my memory-

A great pain coursed through her body, forcing Dianna to her knees.

Just as quickly, the stream of images petered away to nothing, leaving hollow anguish.

"Kanna…"

Without reason or meaning, Dianna cried. She had never known, or perhaps didn't remember Kanna, but felt a great longing to know the now-dead girl.

What gave these men, the Crimson Knights, the right to murder?

Exhausted from the ordeal, Dianna began to talk to herself.

"But she…I didn't know her-

"But I did. Kanna was a great woman-

"How do I know that?

"…I don't know."

With a sigh, Dianna stares into the double moons.

"Fucking hell, I just wanna go home."

Three golden rings, each scripted with ancient runes, began to circle her, moving faster and faster until only a white shimmer surrounded her.

"Shit, what'd I-"

The land drained into a single point, before refocusing.

"…do?"

Before Dianna lay a beautiful city, expansive and lit by (thank god) a single sun.