Prolouge - Who am I?
"What's your name?"
the man asked, I looked at him confused
"name?"
I asked, he leaned forward
"what is your assigned title?"
"I am Program one zero zero one"
I replied and the man stepped back and looked at me for a moment before asking the next question
"and what were you doing in those ruins?"
"I was fighting"
"fighting what?"
I went silent. What was it? What was I fighting? I couldn't remember, I knew my title and my team. Dead. Fighting? Who was I fighting?
"I don't know"
I replied, looking confused, what was it? why? I don't know. That's all I could think. The man had left the room a couple of minutes ago, but I still thought about my lost memories. Me and my team were invisible, we were not to be noticed by the public, fighting a battle that was non-existent to anyone outside of it. The people who trained us were cruel, they were nice to us but we lived with the feeling that they would be taken away from us, and they were. We were left alone after our operation, we were taken to the battlefield and just...left. All that is left of my memory are blurs, like badly taken photos and flashes of light and the sounds of battle. Program 1001, that's who I am now, but who was I before? I wasn't supposed to care about that, but I do now.
