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Kyle's just like any other Kid going through that never ending struggle to answer the ultimate question. "Who am i?" The problem for Kyle though is a little more complicated than your average teenage boy. He wasn't worried about his future, his job, his girlfriend, his school, or even some abstract form of self identity. Kyle had more pressing problems. No one seemed to know who the hell he was, and he certainly didn't know either. How could he? His memory only began roughly 11 seconds before this story and no one seemed to recognize him. Besides, if Kyle really is who some people seem to think he is, then he's in for more trouble than it's worth to find out. If he really is a new breed of Jesus, if he really is that preacher to a godless shell, and if Jesus really does save, then who will be left to save him? Certainly not a looming thuggish ogre named Axe or an infamous eight foot tall Demi-god named Veni. Certainly not anyone Kyle happened to know.