@mudrooted
Sasuke was the mans name, not that he knew it, he had no memories of who he was or his past. His earliest memory was waking up in a dark and dank alley in a place he had no recollection of. What had been weird was he had been stark naked, he had fortunately been next to a clothing line and had snatched some random clothing off it, so he now wore baggy brown pants that were too big for him and a large long black tee that had pink neon words that read ‘Too Sexy For This Shirt’ of course he never paid attention to the words. He just walked the streets of whatever city that was trying to survive for an entire month.
Hell he had never even bothered to look in a mirror, so he didn’t know what he looked like, only that he got a lot of stares, especially from females. What was odd was he felt very in shape and he had noticed he never tired of walking or ever had problems seeing, he noticed that at times his vision grew exceptionally well. He could even swear he had this insane power inside himself but it was like he just didn’t know exactly how ro tap into it.
He just figured he was some homeless guy. What was also weird was that a lot of the things he saw were very foreign to him, in a very unsettling way, he felt as if he did not belong in the world he was in. He chalked it up to madness. He genuinly thought he was mad. He never dreamed. He had no memories, he just exsisted. For some reason though he presses on.
A month had passed, his bare feet had grown blistered and sore, he had never found shoes. He had however washed himself in a nearby small pond he had found. He had stolen some soap and shampoo among other things from stores here and there. He hadn’t washed the clothes though on his body in a month, he was due to steal more from somewhere, that was how he found himself hiding behind a wall, watching a woman hang clothing on a line. He was waiting for her to leave so he could snatch some off.
