Emery felt like he was stuck in a constant spiral of confusion. The last thing he remembered before he found himself in his current predicament was the feeling of being consumed by an immense amount of rage, then everything went black. He woke up in an all-white room, which had see-through glass dividing the room. It took quite some time before he remembered where he had seen this before. He had been to this place, he had been in this room, locked up to be exact. "This is the prison in Ouroboros…" Unfortunately for him, no matter how hard he racked his brain, other than the fact that he recognized where he was now and sort of knew that Ouroboros was a powerful faction, there was nothing else he remembered. He was still trying to pry anything out of his memory when a group of people arrived in front of his cell, standing behind the see-through glass as they looked at him. There were three of them and, judging by their clothes, two of them seemed to be guards. He fixed his gaze on the last person, a strange-looking figure with green skin and dressed in a white coat. "Do you remember what happened?" The strange-looking man asked when he saw him staring. As he was now surrounded by many unknowns and without information whatsoever, Emery could only rely on his instincts. He quickly realized he was put in some sort of interrogation, but from the strange man's tone and gesture, his instinct was telling him the man meant him no harm, at least for now. So he answered with a simple shake of his head. "I see…" The man was silent for a moment before asking another question. "Do you know who you are?" Trying to find an answer to such a question, unexpectedly caused another pain to erupt in his head. When he saw his reaction, the man quickly changed his question. "What about your name? Do you remember your name?" Gritting his teeth as he endured the inexplicable pain, as he said, "My name… Emery…" He felt like there was something else after the name, but he couldn't seem to remember what it was. On the other hand, hearing his answer, the strange-looking man seemed to nod his head. "Good… That's good…" Looking him in the eye, the man asked again, "Then Emery… Do you remember who I am?" Emery tried to recall his memory when he heard that question. A moment later, a name came to his mind and he said, "You… you are Bob..?" The answer earned him another nod. "Good, you are in better shape than I thought." After that, the strange man asked a few more questions, giving him time to try to remember and not putting any pressure on him. Even so, Emery still found it difficult to answer any of those questions, so the man named Bob decided to change his methods. "Let's see if you can remember better with visual aids." Saying those words, the man took out something that looked familiar to him. It was a cube that projected bright lights which displayed images. He saw the visual of a room, some kind of a facility, but the place was a complete mess as if it had been wrecked apart by beasts. Bob then recounted a summary of what had happened in the hope that it would trigger and bring back his memories. Apparently, he had been in the care of the Ouroboros facility for quite some time and it was only yesterday he went on a breakthrough which finally resolved the pivotal issue within his body. His body's core had finally integrated with his body, but even though his vital organs were doing great, his mind could not be said the same. "You went on a rampage when you woke up yesterday," Bob said, staring at him. "You forcibly broke out of your regeneration tube and injured several people during your frenzy." The entire explanation the man gave was like a puzzle where the pieces slowly brought back the gaps in his memory. At the same time, it also brought back the memory of how his beloved master had died, which instantly made him emotional. Closing his eyes as the painful memory rolled in his mind, Emery took a deep breath to calm himself before staring at Bob and saying, "I was in a lot of anger at that time… Is that why I was locked up here?" "Not quite," the man said while shaking his head. "You are not here because of what you did… but to prevent you from hurting others and yourself" Emery fell silent at those words. A moment later, following his instincts, he got up and walked towards the glass that separated the two of them. Looking at the strange man, he said, "I won't do it again, so let me out of this room." "Interesting response…" Bob said with a slight smile. "But I'm sorry I can't do that. I'm afraid we need to do more testing before deciding to do so." Even though it was not visible on his face, the reply irritated Emery. He felt like a trapped animal to be tested and experimented with. Subconsciously, a claw protruded from his knuckles as if ready to tear the man apart. Startled by such an unexpected response, Bob quickly said, "Like I said… we need to do some testing to make sure. We really mean this for your own good." Seeing that the man was about to leave, Emery suddenly remembered an important piece of memory and quickly said, "The girl… Silva, where is she…? I want to see her." The question seemed to take Bob by surprise and he panicked a bit before answering, "She… she will be seeing you soon." Hearing his response, Emery aggressively placed his hands on the glass and stared sharply at Bob saying, "I answered all of your questions honestly. But why… why are you lying to me, Bob?" Not answering, the man quickly turned around and left, leaving Emery screaming angrily once again. Bob quickly made his way into a room where several people seemed to be already waiting for him. Their attention was drawn to the screen that displayed everything that had just happened. One of the figures in the room turned to Bob and asked with an authoritative tone. "So what's your diagnosis?" "Yes, My Queen. He… is in good health. Moreover, his memory is recovering much faster than expected. I believe due to the loss of his past memories… his thoughts and emotions are out of control." Another female voice sounded from the corner of the room saying, "The Emery I know would be worry about those he has hurt. This one… not really." Queen Silvana of the Ouroboros heaved a deep sigh at such a diagnosis. She rubbed her forehead for a moment before saying, "It seems he's become what he really is… a beast." She then turned back to Bob, "I want to see how much his strength is back, do more tests."