Her memory only extended back to the moment she woke up in a dead world buried in soot, and shredded and rotted wood. She had no memory of how she ended up there. When she woke, she did not know her name, or even what her face looked like until she caught a glimpse of herself in the reflection of a pond.
Most of her clothes were singed off. She only had on the wire mesh armor of a ninja. She did remember who and what a shinobi was in this world, and so, she knew what she was. But that was the only identity she could account for. She was as lost in her own mind as she was physically in the world.
She stumbled through what appeared to be an endless and barren crater. The desolation of life within this area was apparent. Even in her current state, Mabui knew this was not normal. She wondered what had happened here. She figured whatever had happened it was the reason why she had no memory, and she was now mute.
She first noticed that she had no voice when after a day of wandering, she finally crossed paths with the first human life. She had survived off the critters who invaded this dead area. It was sustenance if nothing else and after enduring an entire day of hunger pains and dire thirst, there was nothing too repulsive to be edible. She figured if the entire world was dead and she was the only one left in it, dying a slow painful death by starvation was not the way she wanted to rejoin humanity.
Then she spotted him.
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A tall man with wild silver hair and a half mask over his lower face was crouched not more than ten feet away from her position behind some crumbling rock. He had not noticed her yet and was seemingly focused on his current task. Based on the shocked look on his face when he finally noticed her, she could tell he was not expecting to find any survivors here. He was likely searching for the dead.
When she first spotted him, she opened her mouth to call for him. Nothing came out but a grunt. She clutched at her throat and tried again. Still nothing. She stood and waved her arms at him. That is when he finally looked up.
He stood up to his full height and frowned down at her, attempting to discern whether she was real or a trick of the light.
He spoke hesitantly, almost afraid she might disappear in cloud of smoke. Gone again. "Mabui?!"
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