Chapter Three: The Admission Order from the Stars

"Do you understand what that means? If only you can pilot it, then as of today you are not an ordinary cadet. You are a strategic asset." "Asset," Leon repeated. "I dislike the word, but the military will see you that way. So will the corporations. Intelligence will want to cut open your mind, the academy will want to put you behind glass, and politicians will want to stand beside you for photographs." Ardent looked down at him. "So you need an identity, a legal one strong enough to make every side shut up for now." Harren took over. "Special admission to the Solar Federation Military Academy, Starsea Main Campus, Mech Command Division." Leon's heart missed a beat. Starsea Main.