āClear skies over Inaba.... Itās been so long.ā
Naoto mumbled to herself as she sat at the table at the top of the hill overlooking Inaba. Itās been a few weeks since the Fog had finally been dispelled over the world. After five grueling years, thereās a fragment of Naoto that is expecting that this was some Fog induced hallucination and sheās going to wake up in Izanamiās hands. She took off her jacket followed by her gloves and laid it on the table. No one ever comes up here this early in the morning so sheās not too concerned about being spotted.Ā
Under her jacket she wore a black tank top, jeans and sneakers. Though without her jacket and gloves on, it was clear to see that her arms were no longer normal. They looked like something a cyborg would have with claws at the end. There was also a strange bulge on her back, almost like sheās hiding some thin packages on her back.Ā
āI really should accept that this isnāt going back to normal.ā
She mumbled to herself as she stared at her clawed hand, not aware of anyone else who was up here this early in the morning.