Kiyoshi and a few MAHA soldiers stood in front of a dilapidated building in a rundown part of town. Hiroshi, the man who had erased Kiyoshi's memories, was inside, and Kiyoshi was determined to confront him.
As they entered the building, Kiyoshi felt a sense of unease. He didn't know what to expect from Hiroshi, but he knew that this confrontation would change everything.
The room was dark, with only a single flickering light bulb illuminating the space. Hiroshi sat in a chair in the corner, a small smile on his face.
"Well, well," he said, "if it isn't Kiyoshi. I see you've finally remembered who you are."
Kiyoshi clenched his fists. "Why did you erase my memories?" he demanded.
Hiroshi chuckled. "Oh, Kiyoshi. You were becoming too powerful, too influential. I couldn't have that, now could I?"
Kiyoshi's anger boiled over. "You betrayed me," he said, stepping closer to Hiroshi. "You betrayed everything we stood for."
Hiroshi's smile faded, replaced by a look of cold indifference. "And what are you going to do about it, Kiyoshi? Kill me?"
Kiyoshi paused for a moment, considering his options. But before he could make a move, the room was filled with the sound of gunfire.
The MAHA soldiers had been on guard, and they had sensed that something was wrong. Kiyoshi and Yuna quickly ducked behind a nearby table as bullets ricocheted off the walls.
As the gunfire died down, Kiyoshi and Yuna emerged from their hiding spot to see that Hiroshi had disappeared.
"We have to find him," Kiyoshi said, his eyes blazing with determination.
But as they left the building, Kiyoshi couldn't shake the feeling that Hiroshi was just a pawn in a much larger game. Someone else was pulling the strings, someone who was much more dangerous than Hiroshi could ever be.
And Kiyoshi knew that they were running out of time to stop them.
Kiyoshi and Yuna discover a piece of evidence that suggests that the Black Sun Exogenesis Foundation is planning a massive attack on the city, and they realize that they may be the only ones who can stop it. But as they rush to prepare for the coming battle, they can't shake the feeling that they are being watched.