Roman was getting bombarded by countless plasma bullets, he swiftly activated the plasma blast control, and a massive blast of pure plasma exited his golden mecha from all its pours, the plasma blast and the countless plasma bullets clashed fiercely until they nullified themselves diffusing back into the world. Roman took at look around himself seeing that he was surrounded by well over two hundred sleek black mechas which all had identical designs of each other.
Roman quickly identified them as one of the enemy empires elite assassin groups, they ambushed him right as he was returning to the main base as he just finished a reconnaissance mission.
Leaving his train of thought Romans first objective was to somehow survive the sticky situation he's found himself in. He firstly activated his weapons as the left arm of his mecha turned into a over 5 meters long sword of plasma that seemed like it was able to cut through anything while his right arm transformed into a heavy powered rifle.
After the assassins failed their opening attack they all began to run towards Roman however he was quicker as his golden mechas feet turned into plasma boosters and every time Roman activated he could move at ridiculous speeds.
Roman plasma boosted to the nearest assassin and slashed vertically with his plasma sword splitting the assassins mecha into two while killing them in the process, he also shot with his rifle which pierced through mechas effortlessly, every single one of Romans plasma bullets hit the chest of the mechas as that was where the person controlling it resided.
Roman killed incessantly every bullet he shot a life he took, every mecha he slashed was a assassin dead, however even with how dominantly he was fighting he still had to constantly use his plasma blast to defend against all the bullets that kept being fired at him and he also had to release high powered plasma bombs which popped out from his mechas waist whenever he got himself surrounded.
As Roman kept fighting he kept hearing an almost ethereal voice whispering in the back of his consciousness, however he ignored it lest it distracted him from the life threatening fight he was currently in, however the voice kept getting louder and louder.
The unintelligible murmurs began to get clearer and clearer.
"Le ...….. wa ... up."
"Leo … wak …. up."
"Leon wake up!"
After Roman heard the final scream the world suddenly froze, all the plasma bullets flying at him came to a halt, the chaotic sounds of destruction turned silent, while all the assassins froze. Roman felt everything get more and more distant until his eyes opened.
"ah, it was a dream." Leonard muttered quietly to himself while taking a quick glance at his bedroom that he shared with the other 9 orphans, it was a large plain room with 10 old looking beds placed against the walls, each individual bed had pillows stuffed with hay and blankets which were just thin pieces of white cloth; this is where Leonard has been living ever since he got transmigrated 6 years ago.
Leonards gaze eventually landed on the person who woke him up, Jack. Jack had brown hair and eyes with average height for his age, he was of similar age to Leonard who was nine (although Leonard got transmigrated 6 years ago he had taken over the body of a child who was already three at the time which makes him 9 in present time) and as Leonard was the only person similar to Jack in age in the orphanage Leonard was his closest friend.
"Finally! Your awake, I've been trying to get you up for a good minute now, get ready the director is nearly done setting breakfast." Jack said with a clearly annoyed expression on his face.
"Alright I'll get ready in a second." Leonard replied quietly while shooing Jack away with his hand, although he felt hungry Leonards mind wasn't on the breakfast but the dream.
'Ah, I've been dreaming of my past life more and more frequently lately, I remember this specific dream was the time I fought back against the 250 elite mecha assassins, although I nearly lost my life multiple times in that battle I eventually persevered managing to kill the majority of the assassins while the remaining ones turned tail and ran, though my mecha was far more superior as I was using the sacred treasure of the Eldred family however the sheer number of assassins is something only the most skilled mecha users could triumph over no matter how powerful the mecha was. After that battle I solidified myself as one of the strongest mecha users on earth and that also solidified my position as heir to the Eldred noble family, though this doesn't matter anymore, I am no longer Roman Eldred one of the strongest mecha users on earth, no instead I am Leonard a simple orphan.
Leonards expression soon turned solemn at the thought, oh how much he yearned to return back to earth, in fact a probable reason on why Leonard was getting more and more dreams on his past life was because of his intense desire to return back to his old life and every day he lived as Leonard his desire to return strengthened, in fact it was even transforming into a crazed obsession, Leonard spent all his free time trying to collect knowledge on this new world to see if he could find a path which could lead him to returning and he found hope of return.
This new world was one unlike his old, in this world there was magic, dragons and everything mystical, Leonards hope was that if he somehow mastered this new power he could find a way back to his old life. Stopping on that thought Leonard realised he was thinking too much and that he was going to be late to breakfast.
Leonard got up from his bed and changed out of his nightwear, which was just some of his old clothes that had holes in them and put on some clean clothes on After finally getting ready Leonard headed to the dining hall where the orphans ate their meals.