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
As the Shadow Guardians were pushed to extinction, Varian, in the disguise of Dreamer was attending an unexpected call.
"A Sovereign and abyssal ruler meeting began half an hour ago and just ended. Sovereigns shared the tracker with Abyssals. They're coming after you." Sovereign Irene Nial said with a concerned expression.
The man in white on the golden throne didn't look surprised though. Given his mask, all she could see was his eyes. And those eyes never fluctuated.
"Archduke already attacked us," Varian said lightly.
"Heavens…" Irene gasped. She knew that Dreamer wasn't a Sovereign. So, she was worried. But since he looked fine, she calmed herself down.
"Just stay safe." She finally said.
Looking at her genuinely concerned appearance, Varian couldn't help but say. "Don't you have any questions about my choice of supporting Enigma?"