The Martial Unity

Leonel stirred awake. His eyes blinked for a moment before he sat up far quicker than he should have, something that he instantly regretted.

However, the sharp pain he expected from his ribs never came, causing him to look down at himself in confusion.

'My injuries are healed…? Wait, where am I?'

Leonel was bombarded with a sudden wave of sensory information. The limestone beneath his butt and hands, the odd wind that gently blew against his exposed skin, even the ancient smell in that hung in the air, almost reminiscent of a copy room with a slight mustiness to it.

The feeling made Leonel keel over, vomiting out the contents of his stomach. It was just that his belly happened to be quite empty at the moment, so he could only dry heave.

By the time his body finally stopped convulsing, Leonel was left with a bitter feeling of confusion. Everything seemed too loud, too bright, too textured, all at the same time.

No matter how much Leonel willed it away, it didn't seem intent on disappearing. He sat there for hours, feeling sicker than he had in all his life.

The world had suddenly become too detailed for him take in. It was as though he was staring at an optical illusion puzzle, one that if you gazed at long enough, it would appear to be moving. Yet, this wasn't an optical illusion, it had become his reality.

Half a day later, Leonel felt his throat burning. He felt a thirst he had never felt before in his life, but there was simply no water here, there was nothing but ancient ruins and the unconscious bodies of his friends. He would go look for water if he could, but every time he tried to stand, his head would spin.

Not only did the world give him more detail than he could handle, but his body did as well. He could almost feel thoughts forming in his mind, he could feel the electrical pulses going from his brain to his limbs, he could feel the powering of every cell as they contracted. Just simple movements felt worse than even observing the world around him.

Out of desperation, Leonel slowly slung his backpack off of his shoulder. Luckily, when he had been forced to use his coat to bind that girl, he had taken his backpack off and hung it from one arm. If not for this, he didn't think he could manage to do even this simple task.

Taking out a familiar bottle of green sludge, he brought it to his lips, drinking shakily. Unfortunately, he could only feel a wave of despair, remembering that he had finished the rest of it after Coach Owen reminded him to.

Never in his life did he think he'd miss his dad's vomit brew.

Parched, he still tilted the bottle as far back as he could, licking up the faint drops that touched his tongue. He didn't know if it was because of this sickness that had taken hold of him, or the stress of the past day, or maybe it was just pure frustration, but Leonel's chest welled up with rage, his eyes watering.

'Dad… I miss you.'

Why was any of this happening? Why did the world suddenly collapse? Why was it that his friends wouldn't wake up no matter how hard he shook them?

Leonel laughed self-deprecatingly. How pathetic of him. He didn't know how long he had been out for, but as for how long he had been awake, it was not even a full day, yet he was already breaking down like a fragile baby.

At that moment, something fell from Leonel's tipped bottle and left a paper-cut on his nose, causing him to wince. That was nice to know, apparently his pain was amplified several times over too. A little micro cut and he felt worse than when his ribs had cracked.

With slow movements, Leonel once again lowered his arm, delicately picking up what had fallen. It seemed like a rolled up piece of flexible fabric.

'Wait… Is this paper?'

but illegal. Though paper itself wasn't banned, the use of trees and other plant life to manufacture products had been heavily restricted in the Nature Protection Act of 2046. How had his

robust education. If others knew he had this, both him and his dad would

now, Leonel couldn't be bothered to care. His wrist watch

delicate movements, he unfurled the roll of paper, wiping the bits of green sludge that stuck

the time you read

Leonel's heart stopped beating.

"Dad…"

I died right? Be honest, you started crying,

moment before he started gritting

old man! Don't let

Leonel forgot about his odd sickness. He scolded his father relentlessly, but the smile

worry, there's no one on Earth who can threaten me. Those folks haven't dared to bother me for a

eyebrow, but

in anime and disappear without a word,

he almost just had, he swallowed his words. In the

fan, they often watched all the oldies together.

I will

they won't wake up for at least several months. Focus on yourself for

Leonel's expression flickered.

isn't dead, nor has she

is different from others in this dimension, and the scar across your

liver would be. But, he hadn't thought about it in a long time. In fact, most people would miss it even if he had his shirt off.

his thoughts. He felt an agitation he hadn't felt in a

faint memories of his mother. His father had never explicitly told him that she had died, so he always assumed that it was to spare

Leonel felt a weight he hadn't even known

and mind. I don't know the details since I had to suppress it in your youth, but it should be fully bloomed now. It can

The military taught a version that allowed you to sleep and rest your mind while

it to him because he was curious. He hadn't

Leonel tried it, emptying his mind. Slowly, the overwhelming feeling dissipated, replaced by a sharpness that stunned Leonel. Feeling much better, he

it felt he was reading the

One is the truth behind what is happening here and the second is an heirloom of our Morales Clan. Unfortunately, until the

anything you've faced before. I've taught you some things, but I definitely haven't taught you everything. You'll have an advantage

'Love, dad.'

silently for a long while. He lost count of how many times he re-read his father's words. Unbeknownst to him, he

been good…

constitution was different from others. At least that's what he gathered from his words. Since that was the case,