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
"He's grown." Varian smiled in appreciation as he observed Xavier panting heavily in the tower.
Even though he finished a big battle, Xavier only took a few minutes to rest and shouted.
"B-3, I'll assist you with the body awakeners, but I can't reach their space awakeners, beware."
Another battle began.
The short-scaled war went on for three hours until both sides retreated.
To the utter surprise of abyssals, humans had an upper hand.
"It's as expected. Barring the commanders, the rest are mid and low awakeners. This is the best proof that mankind is growing stronger every year and will surpass abyssals in the next generation." Varian grinned.
Below level 7, an average human genius was stronger than an average abyssal genius.
In these geniuses grow up, humans would slowly gain dominance at each level.
The only problem was that even geniuses took decades to go from level 6 to level 9.