PoV Fiogen
I was about to ask a few other things to Dubir and the others, but then I noticed that the house was unnaturally silent. The wood was crackling under Forren's weight, Tsuitame wasn't freaking out over Valis sudden confusion, and most importantly, Satsui wasn't screaming in pain while training his aura over his limits.
"Dubir! Where am I?" I asked him while storming out of my room, only to find an endless corridor ahead of me.
"You are much sharper than I thought possible for someone who worked in that facility." A man with the same facial features as me said.
"Yet you still haven't let go of that face now that you know its origins."
I didn't need anyone to explain to me what was happening to understand it; in front of me was Diego, the original owner of this body.
