The unfamiliar hum of machinery and distant voices seemed to be what stirred Kazuki to life first, as his eyes flickered under their lids, and his brain suddenly began to shoot electrically with random thoughts and memories. The boys consciousness slowly began to float towards the surface of his mind when the alarms finally began to sound.

To Kazuki, the alarm sounded like a loud but distant wale of some sort, long and even. It wasn't until one of the scientists began to poke and prod at the boy that he finally began fully aware of his awakened state, staring at his own limbs while the nurses looked him over. He was definitely in his own body, but, it was so unnaturally new that he almost didn't recognize it. Scars he'd received from angry shop keepers or street vendors, or from squabbles with other street urchins. He even remembers having a distinct burn on his left hand from a candle he'd received while still living in the church. All of it however, and against all of his own memories, they were gone. The skin that sat in their place seemed as unmarked and smooth as when he was only just a small kid. Not that he was much older now, he recalled. 

After the nurses finished with their physical exam, they quickly pulled the child out of the tube and gave him an old, rusty colored robe, which he gratefully took and wrapped around his thin and still slightly damp form. He shivered a bit, and tried to wrap his head around what was happening for a moment, but was forced into a question session with another scientists, many of the questions seeming hard to answer at first, like his memories were covered in frost. 

"My name is.. Kazuki. " he said confidently, having that one piece of information down in his own mind, as it was without a doubt his name. It was just something about the way it sounded on his own tongue.