Third person P.O.V
It's worse than we thought," Lunara whispered, her voice barely a breath against Light's ear. "He doesn't remember a thing. The 'Incident' must have shattered his mind along with his divinity."
Light gave a grim, slight nod, his usual cheerful aura flickering for a second. Lunara turned back to the boy, her expression softening into a look of guarded worry. "... do you remember where you came from? Anything at all?"
Alger looked down at his hands, his voice small and hesitant as he recounted the dark alley, the hunger, and the void where his life used to be. When he finished, a heavy silence filled the kitchen.
"I see," Lunara said softly. "It seems you truly have no recollection of who you are. Or that your name is Alger."
"Alger?" the boy repeated, the word feeling heavy and strange on his tongue.
"That's right. It's your name," Light added, his tone uncharacteristically serious.
Lunara stepped closer, her silver-grey eyes searching his purple ones. "We can't tell you everything yet—it's dangerous. But you should know... we used to be close. Very close."
"What?" Alger gasped, his heart hammering against his ribs.
Light rubbed the back of his neck, looking away awkwardly. "Yeah. It's... a long, complicated story, kid.
I—" Alger started, but the words were drowned out by a growl from his stomach so loud it vibrated through the floorboards. The heavy, tense atmosphere shattered instantly.
"First things first," Light said with a chuckle, "let's eat."
Lunara nodded, quickly setting the table with steaming bowls and thick slices of bread. They ate in a thick, awkward silence, the only sound the clinking of wooden spoons. Once the edge of Alger's hunger was gone, Light leaned back, his golden eyes turning serious.
"Since you're a blank slate, Alger, you need a rundown of the world you've woken up in," Light began. "We live in a world divided into ten distinct domains, each ruled by its own laws—and its own god. You have Orian, and the frozen wastes of Frostheim. There's Whisperwind and the shifting forests of Oakhaven, the eternal shadows of Nightveil, and the brutal storms of Thundra. Then come the twin realms of Sol and Crescent, the depths of Oceanus, and finally, the burning pits of Inferno.