[A young man wearing a school uniform was crouched on the floor of the temple, a spiked black collar around his neck and a ragged cape that seemed to held up by it. His head swayed like he was disoriented before rising.]
What...? Where...?
[This wasn't the Sea of Souls. He remembered walking with Rei, returning with her to the same place he had come from.]
Rei? Rei, are you there?
[A heavy feeling in his gut began to form as he continued to call out for her and getting no answer back. There was nothing except the strange gems in this space that he could see. He does take notice of the gem attached onto the back of his right hand eventually and gets the nagging feeling that he shouldn't tamper with it.
Finding Rei came first though.]
B
[The Farmer's Market reminded Zen of the Culture Festival, though the purposes seemed to be different. This wasn't a celebration so much as it was to just sell goods, something he had picked up after inquiring around and observing everything.
He's seemingly fixated on the one stand that is selling home-made donuts with the way he's gazing at it intently but doesn't make any move towards it.]
Zen | Persona Q: Shadow of the Labyrinth | Natrolite
[A young man wearing a school uniform was crouched on the floor of the temple, a spiked black collar around his neck and a ragged cape that seemed to held up by it. His head swayed like he was disoriented before rising.]
What...? Where...?
[This wasn't the Sea of Souls. He remembered walking with Rei, returning with her to the same place he had come from.]
Rei? Rei, are you there?
[A heavy feeling in his gut began to form as he continued to call out for her and getting no answer back. There was nothing except the strange gems in this space that he could see. He does take notice of the gem attached onto the back of his right hand eventually and gets the nagging feeling that he shouldn't tamper with it.
Finding Rei came first though.]
B
[The Farmer's Market reminded Zen of the Culture Festival, though the purposes seemed to be different. This wasn't a celebration so much as it was to just sell goods, something he had picked up after inquiring around and observing everything.
He's seemingly fixated on the one stand that is selling home-made donuts with the way he's gazing at it intently but doesn't make any move towards it.]