Darkness, it seemed like the entirety of her being was darkness, then there was like. It was as if she was being ripped violently from a long sleep. The world came into view as Ketta was brought back to life by the Animata standing before her. Flashes of violence tore through her mind, and she was instantly ready to fight standing up and bringing her blades to bare as she was ready to strike Ardon, she stood there for a long moment before realizing that she was not in any danger and that Ardon has brought her to life, he had pulled her from the darkness she had been in. She tried her best to remember her purpose, and knew instantly it was battle but could not remember why, or what had happened before she had just been awoken by this being Ardon. “Who are you? Why did you wake me?” She looked around at the ruins and inwardly became distraught at her lack of knowledge at what was happening or where she was. “What are we doing here? Who am I?” She didn’t even know her own name.

The world was new to her, and she was being born again, though with knowing things she had no memory of having been learned or programmed. Once more she took in her surroundings slowly lowering her arms, it was a civilization, or used to be. It had fallen and overtime become nothing, but rubble. A tinge of familiarity ran through her, but no memories came with it as she looked down towards her arms, they weren’t arms though, they were swords. Strange, she thought to herself. “I am truly a machine of war, but who am I?” She asked aloud looking once more to Ardon. “What is my purpose?”