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
I always thought of myself as a weird girl.
Unlike my peers, I didn't feel any superiority from being born into a wealthy or powerful family.
Since childhood, I felt a sense of weight on my shoulders.
Expectations.
It was an invisible weight that most people failed to see.
But the better off your family, the higher expectations on you typically became.
My father was indeed the Mayor of Eos City. He's the one that brought this city to life.
As his daughter, I was expected to lead the city into greater glory. To take decisions that'd flourish the city even more.
This expectation—this burden wasn't mine.
It was my brother's.
But openly going against our father's wishes, he joined the military.
I was only ten back then. But life was never the same after that day.
My playtimes were cut. I was forced to take more and more study classes.
Business. Economy. Negotiations. Geoeconomics.