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After completing the tedious signing process, Leo was escorted by a security guard to the other side of the office, where he arrived at an area marked as the item collection point. The environment here was even more desolate, with peeling paint on the walls, giving off a sense of dismal isolation. Leo stood in front of a narrow window, behind which a staff member wearing glasses wearily tapped away at a keyboard, checking his identity information.
After a few minutes, the staff member emerged from a storage room with a crude cardboard box. Inside were Leo's luggage, alongside his personal belongings such as private letters, photos, and some small items he had used during his time in the military. These items were carelessly stuffed into the box, seemingly without any consideration for their importance to Leo.
Leo stared at the cardboard box, feeling an indescribable emotion welling up inside him. The box not only contained his personal belongings, but also seemed to carry his past memories and dreams. As he reached for the box, he felt its rough and worn texture, much like his current situation, devoid of its former luster and meaning.
Silently dragging the box, Leo walked out of the office with heavy steps. His mood was heavy, his eyes filled with a sense of loss and helplessness. Each step felt like reliving the shattered glory and dreams of the past. A soldier who stood proudly on the battlefield yesterday, today had become an ordinary person who had lost everything, a contrast that left him feeling deeply powerless and sorrowful.
Carrying the box filled with the past, Leo followed the guard through the hangar of the Last Guardian ship. Inside, a transport ship was preparing to take off, carrying a group of civilians waiting to return to the surface. The faces of these people were filled with various emotions: excitement, anticipation, and worry. They were all waiting to return to Earth, to return to their familiar lives.
The guard took Leo's identification documents from his pocket and handed them to the staff of the transport ship. The person quickly glanced at the documents, then looked up at Leo. His gaze lingered on Leo for a few seconds, as if trying to understand the story of this former officer, but ultimately nodded, indicating that Leo could board.
Leo obediently walked onto the transport ship, his steps slow as if each one required great effort. He made his way through the crowded cabin and found a seat. Around him, there was the noisy chatter and crying of children, but it all seemed distant and unfamiliar to him.
Sitting there, Leo looked out the window as the flagship of the Interstellar Federation gradually shrank from view. He knew that this might be the last time he would see it from this perspective. A complex mix of emotions surged within him: pain, sadness, anger, and a deep sense of powerlessness. He had once been a part of this powerful institution, but now he was just a forgotten, nameless ordinary person. His gaze gradually became vacant, and as the transport ship took off, his past, his dreams, and everything about him were left in the starry sky.
The engine sound of the transport ship gradually weakened, and the fuselage trembled slightly, indicating an imminent landing. The scenery outside the window changed rapidly, from the deep blue sky to the high-rise buildings on the ground. As the transport ship landed smoothly on the ground, the passengers in the cabin began to stand up, preparing to leave. Their expressions varied, some showing the joy of returning home, while others appeared restless.
However, Leo sat quietly as if he were a sculpture, staring blankly out the window, his thoughts drifting elsewhere. The seats around him gradually emptied, but he seemed to have no reaction to everything happening around him.
Not long after, the driver of the transport ship walked out of the cockpit and inspected the situation inside the cabin. He noticed Leo still sitting in his seat, so he walked over and gently shook him. The driver spoke in a friendly yet slightly concerned tone, "Hey, young man, we've arrived. It's time to disembark."
Leo was startled by this sudden touch and he raised his head, looking at the driver in confusion. After a brief moment of bewilderment, his awareness gradually returned, realizing that he had returned to Earth. He nodded silently, stood up, picked up the nearby box, and slowly walked towards the cabin door. Each of his steps seemed heavy, as if carrying an invisible burden.
Stepping out of the transport ship, a gust of fresh air blew towards Leo, but this air seemed no longer familiar to him. Standing on the airport tarmac, he gazed at the bustling surroundings, filled with confusion and bewilderment. Memories of the past flashed before him like a series of snapshots, and now he felt like a traveler abandoned by time, unsure of where to go.
Carrying a cardboard box, Leo silently wandered through the city's alleys, the once familiar streets now feeling unfamiliar and unsettling. He avoided the crowded streets and bright lights, choosing the dim, sparsely populated alleys. The faint light from the street lamps cast shadows on his weary face, making even his own shadow appear blurry in the dimness.
Walking in these dark alleys, Leo's mood is as deep and elusive as the night. His steps have no purpose, just mechanically moving forward, as if avoiding the bright places that would reveal his current state, that of a former officer who has lost everything.
Whenever passersby come by, Leo instinctively dodges, avoiding being recognized. His eyes flicker with suspicion and unease, as if afraid of being scrutinized. His figure is elusive in the shadows of the alley, like a lost soul, seeking a place of refuge in the crevices of the city.
The past glory and pride seem so distant at this moment, the weight of reality almost suffocating him. Leo's mood was extremely heavy, his inner struggle and pain unknown in the silent night. He continued to walk in silence, in this city that was once familiar yet now unfamiliar to him.
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