To be a hero is a curse, not a blessing. It's a simple truth Leon learned in the most painful of ways. He heroically slaughtered all the enemies of his president. Heroically purged those who opposed his master. And heroically brought doom to those who cried under the boot of the world's dictator. Leon saw the death of his family; a result of the events he set in motion himself. He saw his beloved city turn into ruins, scorched by the radioactive flames of the nuke he set off. His title was as cheap as his life. And in the only act of rebellion he could find, he heroically put an end to his life... And the world he helped to destroy. 'All of this happened... But why am I hearing a self-entitled voice calling me a failure?' Leon couldn't help but ponder. 'No, that's not it...' he quickly corrected himself. 'How can I hear anything if I evaporated in the wake of the nuke I detonated myself?'
"I will wait for you with the report back at the camp, so I hope you can take care of the mess here," Leon said before hurrying away and disappearing into the darkness.
'This guy…' Leynel thought, watching how the young man left for as long as his eyes could follow the strange traveler's back.
The commander then took a deep breath, and held it in his lungs for a while, before rapidly exhaling it all out.
'This guy really is something special,' Leynel thought to himself before turning his eyes back and focusing on the problem at hand.
There was no way for Leon to fulfill the mission Leynel bestowed him within the span of a single day. He expected that in the best-case scenario, he would have to wait for at least two full days and nights before there would be any news back from him if there were to be any at all.
And yet, against all of his expectations, this strange traveler and quasi-mercenary proved to be far more capable than Leynel's wildest imagination.