A recurring dream from a fateful night haunts Varian. With a past he couldn't forgive himself for and a future he abandoned, his life in the present is in tatters. But when you're alive, there's hope. The hope comes one day in an unexpected form. The painful past, the meaningless dream and the unexpected way forward force him to make a choice. Stay broken and remain in the sorrow of the past he couldn't change. Or. Pick himself back together and try for one last time, to find the truth about his own dream and its connection to his unforgivable past, all in the hopes of forgiveness of himself, by himself. https://discord.gg/kBKaTtsrpb
"Logos, I feel like a villain, you know?" Varian yawned as he threw himself on the bed.
The research was coming to a close and he should be good in a day or two.
[Villain? Please have some shame. Even villains just want to rule the world. You're about to destroy the entire planet.]
Varian shrugged.
[…Host, you are a hero who fought against abyssals to protect your race. In the end, you became the very thing you fought against. The irony is too heavy.]
"Will you shut up?" Varian rolled his eyes and sat cross legged on the bed, grabbing his feet. "This world will be rest after destruction. The people here won't really die.
The creator of these worlds took enough help from his Genesis mates. For my own conscience, I will use only enough power that their souls won't be oblierated so they can still be resurrected."