Leon slowly opened his eyes and saw an unfamiliar place.
"...?!"
At first, he didn't quite catch what he was looking at, but slowly he realised that he was not in his actual body.
Just a moment ago, he was with Alice and the Swordmaiden; they were on their way to slay the Demonic Necromancers. They were walking for more than an hour, so they took a break, and so did Leon.
'A dream? Memory? It doesn't look mine… then who..?'
Leon noticed he had no control over the body he was in.
He was in a strange situation, but he was calm despite that.
Leon's body moved on its own; it stretched both his hands and rubbed his hair, letting out a heavy sigh.
His head turned around as he looked outside the window.
Leon caught the details… the room he was in doesn't look too modern, it was made with wood, a small fireplace and a white marble floor.
From the window, Leon saw a dark sky.
'Is this original Leon's memory?'
