Kenta's body relaxed a bit as he saw Chaz approach from the river. He wanted to ask about everything that had happened but he couldn't find the words he wanted to say. He instead relied on his senses to take in the scene and give him some cue to go on. His eyes kept being drawn to Chaz "I think I've seen you naked more than I've seen you in clothing," he stated with a dry humor. It was a bit out of character, but his mind was working to recall, something. Anything. Kenta ran a hand over his head, smacking dirt from the back of his hair. He gave Chaz a bright look, the light returning to his expression as his thoughts went back to their last river experience. He was about to say something when-<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">"Amatsu Mikaboshi."</span>. Immediately Kenta's head hurt so bad it felt as if it might burst. Memories flooding back, filling blanks. The name of his people, their purpose, their failure. Its face. His first thought was to cry out, so much pain came all at once, the crushing doom overcoming him once more. He felt paralyzed, slowly curling into himself as truth upon truth compounded together and flooded him with a wave of emotional ache.<br/><br/>"Why?" Kenta whispered to himself more than Chaz, his voice trembled and he gritted his teeth. It threatened to overwhelm him. But something refused to let him hide away.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"Look at where you are, Kenta"</span>his thoughts soothed him and directed his attention<span style="font-style: italic">"You are real. Look,"</span>. Kenta took deep breaths, his hands slowly moving from his head to touch the ground; it was soft and slightly damp from the morning dew that had accumulated. The chirps of birds slowly faded into existence all around him, the rush of water was faint but audible from the river. He looked at Chaz with a hint of red tinging his light brown face, his face becoming a soft half-smile. There was something new to his features.<br/><br/>"So, you saw, huh?" he said it like he'd been caught sneaking snacks instead of eviscerating people "I guess I got pretty angry last night" he said with a chuckle. Chaz was not laughing.<br/><br/>"Amatsu Mikaboshi," pain flashed in Kenta's face at the name "is the sealed god of Chaos," Kenta stopped realizing that was a hard place to start from.<br/><br/>"Uh, it's not easy to explain this. My clan doesn't exist even when they were alive we weren't tied by a clan name. Our people sealed the gods and became the means by which the gods were kept in balance. We<span style="font-style: italic">really</span>don't exist now," Kenta almost made himself laugh if it didn't bug him that he didn't know why he knew that "It's just me and Mitsuishi now, and we have influence on eachother..." Kenta was starting to blank in places.<br/><br/>"He's channelling a god that causes reality to ... break and when he" Kenta stopped for a moment but forced himself to continue "When he found me, he gave me something but he took something too," Kenta's face was pleading, he wanted so desperately to know everything but everything was disconnected.<br/><br/>"I can tell you for sure that this attack wasn't coincidence, more than likely It's been planning this out for years, insighting attacks, causing wars and inflaming countries to reach Its goals. Using lives like chess pieces on a game board," the words were spoken with no malice, just resignation. It may seem like he didn't care but he was trying to manage his emotions. He sniffed at the air, quickly realizing he was smelling himself, he smelled like metal and smoke.<br/><br/>"I'm gonna go wash," he said quietly standing up to walk away "We need to get to the Sand,"