A man opened his eyes.
Memories flooded his mind as soon as he opened his eyes.
Memories that were not his.
Memories of a different life.
The man looked around, and his perception stretched across the surroundings.
'It is time,' he thought.
'The Nightmare is dead.'
The man pushed his hands to the side.
BOOOM!
The statue of the Duskbringer exploded, revealing the body of a person who looked just like the statue.
The next moment, the man floated to the floor, naked.
Powerful quakes were shaking all of Starbreaker Base.
For a moment, the man just looked at his body.
'I look like myself,' he thought. 'Or, my other self.'
'Nick.'
'I am Nick.'
'I remember my entire life.'
'I remember what I have done.'
As soon as the man remembered Nick's life, an unending avalanche of guilt assaulted him.
He was not a Specter.
His emotions were not dulled.
'I have done so many terrible things,' he thought.
