At 6:30 in the morning...

*Alista leaned up and groaned in pain*

*He lifted his shirt and checked out the wounds*

"Should be about a month or two before I'm healed"

*He got up and groaned in pain*

*tick! tick!*

*He looked down and noticed something had fallen out of his pocket so he leaned down to pick it up*

"Its an ID? so this world does have things like this despite being so... Victorian"

*He checked out the ID and saw someone who goes by "Manu Zod" and sees an address*

"3192 Savant St? I'll start by going to this address."

*He walked out to the somewhat empty street*

"assuming most people are either sleeping, at work or getting ready for work. I have to get to the address before it gets busy."

*He walked to street after street with no luck while it became busier and busier, making it harder to traverse the city until he finally saw savant and slowly made his way to it*

*He turned down the street and noticed that it was exceptionally longer than any other street but expectantly less busier* "now I need to find 3192" *he walked down the street until he found the place he needed*

*he went up to the door and twisted the knob to see if it was locked but it wasn't "how insane or dangerous does one have to be to not lock their doors? this doesn't feel right" * he walked into the building and searched the place room by room hoping to find some answers until he opens a door to a office and sees an entire wall filled with war medals, pictures and books*

"whoever Manu is has got to be important... and dangerous" *He said as he got chills up his spine just thinking what would happen to him*

*He closed the door behind him and saw a mirror on the desk, He walked up to the desk and looked at himself in the mirror seeing his face for the first time* "I don't look a day over 20? why do I have Manu's ID then? I'm clearly not Manu!" *began to search through it finding documents, money, and ammunition but no firearm*

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"all this ammunition and yet no gun? he must have it in a safe somewhere or its on his person. that seems most likely"

*Bang!* *Alista ran towards a window and saw a part of the roof branching out so he climbed through the window and on the roof leaning against it as he heard multiple people talking just across the house*

"Manu we are searching for your ID! we will find it soon I can assure you of that!" *"Manu is here? with others? fuck! and they're searching for his ID?!"*

*a 40 year old man with black hair and wrinkled facial features enters the room and sit at the desk, placing a gun and a sword on it before he leaned back and rubbed his temples*

"Manu is stressed.. makes sense, I'd be stressed if I lost my ID too" *He says with a bit of a chuckle*

*Manu slightly bangs on his desk* "government ID's are so complicated to get..." *Alista's eyes had widened a bit and reached for Manu's ID and began to search his ID attempting to confirm it was in fact a government ID*

*he flipped the ID over and saw in big bold letters "Property of Zamor Government"*

"he really is part of the government, not former, but currently!" *he had felt that this situation just got much worse and wondered why the person who's body he's inhabiting even had the ID in the first place, what is the relation between the original owner and the government?!*

*suddenly, Manu got up and walked out of the room so Alista had taken this opportunity to grab the gun and the sword then hopped out the window and into an alleyway behind Manu's house*

"I'll definitely need to use these in the future"

*He hid the weapon underneath his clothes and then walked off into the street to ensure he could get away from Manu's house as he didn't want to see or hear what Manu would be like when angry... Especially because he's someone working for the government*

"I'll need to figure out if I'm wanted or not... if I am that would be bad, and give me more obstacles then I'm currently able to deal with." *He began to go through his pockets in an attempt to find out the identity of his vessel* "this guy should've had an ID or something to confirm his identity at least!" *He felt that something plastic had touched his hand in one of the pockets and took the object out*

*He looked at the object and saw the vessel's face and his name beside it "Urizen Smith..." so that's his name seems like I'll have to use this" *Alista had felt somewhat relieved but at the same time even more cautious considering he might actually be wanted by the government sooner or later*

*"I'll run to a library to see if they have something ill be able to get at least some understanding of the world"

...

After a couple hours of searching

*He had finally found a library and was at the entrance of the tall, imposing library*

"so this is the library? I'll definitely be able to find something helpful if it's this large"

*Alista walks through the entrance of the library and is immediately greeted with the smell of old books and wonderfully scented candles.*

"smells like heaven in here... considering the rest of the city that is..." *the horrendous smell of where he woke up and the alleyways had flickered in his mind causing him to shiver and nearly vomit in his mouth* *"never again will I be in an alleyway"*

*He walks through the library until he finds the history section and began to scan through the bookshelves*

"history of Zamor? that's actually what I was looking for!"

*Alista walked through the library, found an empty seat and began to turn the pages*