Very few things had ever surprised Vector quite as much as waking up in a body he didn't recognize.

Having dealt with his body dysmorphia for many years, this was something inherently different. He knew who he was, he knew what he was supposed to look like but it was as if there was a shift in the matrix and he was glitched. When looking in the mirror he wasn't focused on the flaws he saw nor worried about how his expression seemed a little off. No, he didn't recognize the person he was looking at.

The face looking back at him was showing a confused and slightly dazed expression. Yes, definitely how he was feeling. It doesn't matter what life you may have lived before, nothing can possibly prepare you for something so bizarre. Before the anxiety could build even further however something caught his attention. On the bottom right-hand side of the mirror a light was blinking.

Once his attention was caught it formed the words [System Initialization]

[Loading protocols]

[Voice Command On]

[Input Startup Command]

A million thoughts raced through Vector's mind, well mostly a million questions. Happily, he was not in the habit of speaking his thoughts aloud, so no silly startup command was entered like 'what the?' or '#@&^%#' which were things that popped into his brain. Calming down for a second it was clear that he would get nowhere without more answers, so he pondered for a second then murmured "On". Basic, short and sweet.

[On accepted]

[Choose whether to accept Memories or Background]

Not being sure if this was a one-time choice he figured that while knowing the background of what was going on would be useful, memories were irreplaceable. Therefore:

"Memories"