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The cities have been one of the main areas people that had Faded Away gather, the concentration of people seeming to draw those that have lost their existence to appear. One such person that has long since lost their existence laid on a bench near the park area, a black cloak being used as a blanket as he face covered by the cloak's hood.

A new day had just started, but one could sometimes never even notice when one ended or started if it wasn't for the bothersome shine of the sun falling on their face. Ren awoke from that very light, having rested on a bench as the silent movements of the people around him from the original plane pass him by. It wasn't a bother to sleep on the street here, since no one even notices you even around. Sitting up straight, he raises his hands against his face underneath his dark hood, rubbing his eyes. Letting out a deep sigh, he stood up, looking around for any sign of someone that wasn't ignoring his existence around him.

"Well..at least no one bothers you like this..." He mutters to himself, attempting to say something positive about the situation. He had been starting to do that in order to make it all seem less depressing for about a year now. It helped a bit, but the fact that one no longer even existed among other people would still get to them. "Well better get moving.." He mutters to himself once again as he starts walking along with the crowd of people that fazed past him. It helped him in avoiding getting caught by any Outcast members in acting like he was part of the crowds. Luckily it was a weekend and a number of people were gathering in the park. The perfect chance to try and slip out of the city in hope of not getting detected by an Outcast, or, even worse, get tracked down by a hungry Lost One. Little did he know that on this morning, his life of traveling on his own in the Forgotten Plane were going to change.