Kairos sat down for a little while longer, taking a deep breath. While he didn't really want to, he decided to think about more of his defining experiences that he hadn't truly thought of before.
So he thought deeper into it, trying to recall anything he could.
And eventually, he did.
For whatever reason, he was standing on a rather dirty road, one worn down by a lot of rain. Kairos could just barely make out various neon lights around him at the very edges of his vision. However, his attention instead appeared to be focused on what was in front of him.
A set of stairs that went down, as for where it led to, that part was unclear.
There was a strange compulsion he had. An overabundance of energy, that made his very hands twitch rather violently.
