Not being able to remember a large chunk of his life was rather overwhelming. He could remember everything about his powered life, of course. He knew he was married, had children on the way, and he was apparently a pro-baseball player. How he’d managed that, he would never know. He briefly met the man who was supposed to be his agent - a fashionable, but flighty man who apparently had more invested into him than he thought he was worth. It was just a bit too much for him at the moment. He was much more comfortable as Valhalla, even if he was questioning his usefulness now that his magic wasn’t working. For now, he took a break in looking for youma and other agents of chaos by taking a seat on the swing in a playground.

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