Max was sitting on the bunk inside Stalwart and meditating to clear his mind of the fog that has lingered in the background his whole life. He has suspected that these are the hidden memories of his past life since the first memory of battle came back to him during training.
Today, the fog seemed thinner than usual and Max continued to push, hoping for a relevant memory that could help him train Pilots that didn't have a System.
Other nations did it, surely he could decipher the method in time, but he didn't have time, they had to leave soon to join the offensive.
His focused mind was like the sun on the lingering haze, until suddenly memories came to him in a rush.
