[Where... am I?
Who am I?
These suddenly became very important questions to him, everything else going blank other than him being able to speak. They are also questions he can't seem to answer, himself. It's infuriating to no end, aggravating that he can't even recall why he's wearing a skirt of all things. ...Or something that looks like a rip off of Spiderman's suit, for that matter.
That's when a pitch-black aura surrounds him,
strange creatures with glowing red eyes splitting from the shadow. They turn to face him, almost as if waiting for instruction.
The ones sticking from the ground more close to him-
He's repulsed by them, but he doesn't understand why.
The feed turns on here as Void Gear appears in his hand. It's obvious he's not even aware that the communicator turned on when it fell from his grasp. Ignoring it and the confusion the appearance of the strange Key appearing in his hand, he takes the opportunity to take the blade to them. He has to make them vanish, get them away, cut them down- ow! Why does it hurt to cut one down?
Yet he doesn't stop, and
more appear due to his confusion and
irritation. He's breathing heavily after the first wave, grimacing. Why won't they stop coming?
What IS he?!]
[ooc: Guess who has amnesia... :'D]