Dark forest, bloody cloak. Somethings wrong, I can feel it.

Saido starts with a blank state, battered, bruised, and left to himself as he tries to make out what the hell is going on.

Read on as he battles trauma, worrying signs, and this feeling of familiarity.

Waring: the prologue is currently absolutely awful.

Please read my other work as it is actually good.

Found the concept files in a long-forgotten folder.

This is not another story with a "New main character".

The timeline stays almost entirely intact.

Made out of spite by yours truly.