Snippet #2286277

Rey laid down onto a wide plain grassy land, covered by a wide and never ending blue sky. The wind breezed across his cheeks, and his coat crushed against the wind. The pleasure on his face was undeniable, even if Rey tried to fight back, the feeling of enjoying this breeze and watching this peaceful view strongly suggest that he relax. It was as if the Military and training never happened in his life, as if the death of the Emperor never bothered him, well, it never did, anyway. It was then, the peaceful view was suddenly destroyed by something dreadful. A giant blade suddenly emerged from the ground, as the once blue skies was suddenly changed into a chaotic red sky. The land below suddenly cracked opened, and Rey, inevitably dropped onto the black void.

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While it was just a dream, it was still very real to him. He brushed his teeth in the morning, got into shower, and managed to fold his bed sheet properly. This time. "You won't make me fail again, sheet." He pointed at the sheet. He always had troubled folding sheets. it was only recently he managed to fold sheets properly. If he doesn't, well, he'll just cover the bed with the sheet. Amazingly, he got into his uniform rather fast. It was as if he stopped time in order to get into uniform quickly, but hey, he ain't one of those Magus that can does all those wacky magic things that they do. He's just a plain Guardian, like all other people.

He approached the cafeteria, his morning hair still up, and the urge to sleep more kicked in. Just as when he opened the door, his yawned boomed the entire room. Well, he felt good after that, but the attention he attracted wasn't really that much of a help. Some saluted to him, some beamed their eyes at him and some just ignored him deliberately. He laughed nervously, telling the cadets in his squad to calm down and go on with their food. They did what he said, and went on. The others who obviously wanted to challenge him was swiftly assaulted by him. Although he never meant any harm. The plates on their hands were flipped and the food on it were splatted onto their squeaky clean uniforms, and obviously, they knew who did it, although the perpetrator just shrugged it off with another gigantic yawn.

On his way, his saw one of the cadet in his platoon; Rallen. Since he had nothing to do now, he went to where Rallen was eating his food and sat beside him. Suna, on the opposite of them, were obviously on a different platoon, as since he never saw her on his team. He quickly greeted them and asked them, "What's up, guys and... girls?"