Debut (1)

'Why am I feeling this way?' Ken's thoughts were in disarray.

Was it perhaps because he saw himself in Rohan? Or maybe he wished that he had been as tenacious and unbreakable as this man. The guy was 24 years old, the same age Ken was before he regressed.

For a while, Ken stewed in his thoughts.

'Is this my insightful trait that is making me so empathetic?'

"You okay Ken? You look pale." Cain's voice awoke him from his train of thought.

Ken shook his head, "I'm alright now, just a few nerves leftover." He said, turning his attention back to the field. The 7th batter was up, which meant he would need to go warm up in a few moments.

WHACK

The ball was struck into right field, shooting between 1st and 2nd base for an easy base hit. As the crowd cheered, Ken centered himself and quickly got ready. He placed his helmet and guards on before walking out of the dugout.