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
A depressing silence filled the air. Not a single word was spoken for the next five minutes. Even the sound of breathing ceased. There were blank stares, clenched fists and bloodied finger nails.
The despair was heavy.
But then came the other emotions.
Courage.
"No matter how long it takes, we'll keep fighting."
Anger.
"Until one day, the power that gave her this arrogance can no longer protect her."
Pride.
"Others can't even think of it. But I know for sure. It's not too long before she will be crushed."
Sarah, Sia and Enigma expressed their emotions strongly. There was no 'you and I' factor in their words. There was only we.
Isadora was let down—again.
If all you need to do to be safe from the wrath of a divine ranker was to abandon your spouse, few would hesitate.