[Gallagher]

They would be disappointed. Calling for a Hero that would never answer them. He had never been a Hero, but there had yet been a call for help that he had not answered. The world came together, sharp and strange, his consciousness drawing together before his body did the same. He would not begin as a child, not in this false life, but knowledge filled his mind just as it had so many years before. A familiar comfort, knowing the world he was suddenly a part of.

And that call.

The room was small, confined with not only one, but two women in it with him. Kutoyis blinked once. Twice. His body seemed to be functioning adequately. Despite, he glanced to a shut and covered window, the faint ebb and flow of mana passing through the only gaps it could find, human mana drowning the air. "War is no place for women."