And once changed....said light would vanish just as it cam, leaving him in armor he...knew?

"This power..... Remember, this is MegaMan power! Model A!

Wait Model A! I remember!! Albert did we beat him!?"

He'd yell out from the top of his lungs, as if demanding the heavens to answer his call...one that would be a answered, not from the sky's above....but from within? As his body and the area in its entirety would be bathed in a light..

One with power behind it, it's force pushing back -

??? "You'll know soon enough, now come on grey! Let's get your Memories back!"

"O-ok, here goes nothing! ROCK.....ON!!!!!!"

normal...but I can break it, you just need to yell R.O.C.K ON as loud as you can!

"R-rock on? Ok....but who are you?" He'd question, still wondering within the pain on who this disbodied voice was.

??? "Grey can you hear me? Grey, I know your memorys all scrambled....but maybe this will help. It's worth a shot to listen!"

"Who? Grey is that my name.....and this voice, why does it sound famili....gaagh!!"

Run? Where? Even if he did this thing would most likely fallow, and with it more destruction...so no he won't be running, at least not in the direction of more buildings.

But instead...either by bravery or stupidity, the platinum blonde individual would open fire using a Buster pistol he -

Having walked for what felt like hour threw twisting corridors and deceased bodies, the platinum blonde individual would finally reach an exit.

The air wrapped with freshness having taking his first breath outside of such a... gloomy area. His arm instinctively rising to shield himself from the -

"Ok..now that my head isn't trying to explode, maybe I can find a way out of here?

Wherever here is....but this place. It looks like a throne room, but what's with all of this damage, what happened here?

And that guy...was I fighting him? Is that the cause of all this destruction?"

"God....? But who are you and why does this memory.... trigger something in me? What dose this all mean, I'm so confused.

Game of Destiny.... Megaman....Model A, what does it all mean?" Questioned the lost soul, his memory's all but fragmented...all but one name.... Albert.

"Who am I? What am I...... where am I?"

Awoken by sporadic gunfire, the newly active soul would wander the blood stained battlefield....his thoughts clouded in mystery. His head... twinging in pain?