While bathing in the dusk of a random evening Neyaro sighed.
He was lying on top of his humble residence; A two story building with a small terrace.
Looking at him, some may think he is asleep. But he in fact wasn't, he was pondering a question that couldn't leave his mind.
"Who am I?"
Was he being philosophical? Was he just spewping nonsense to sound philosophical?
Who knows, it's not like the world could read his thoughts like an internal monologue in a book.
What they could tell was him audibly asking himself repeatedly, "Who am I?"
What up with this kid? He is only 20 years old yet pretending to not be of his age, what a nerd!
He is too old to be pretending to know what philosophy is, it's been 6 years since he was 14 after all.
And yet he is still too young to truly grasp the twist and turns, and highs and lows of life.
So why is he pretending to be philosophical?
"Who am I?"
No! This is too much now. How many times shall one repeat the same thing over and over until they realize it won't lead to anything productive?
Does he think repeating the same question will eventually lead him to enlightenment?
"Who am I"
Stop Yapping!!! You aren't getting anywhere by repeating the same thing over and over and over and over.
Or wait... Did I misjudge him some how?
Could there be something other than a flimsy attempt at sounding philosophical to oneself going on here?
Could it be that the kid has lost his memories? Maybe he really doesn't know who he is...
That would explain a lot.
After all, it's pretty reasonable to have memory loss when you have a gushing hole at the back of your head...