Divine Path System
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 Hopeless Fight
Varian's fist broke through the sea of golden starlight and reached the Abyss Emperor. But the abyssal's fist blurred and the space burst.
"Huh?" Varian's view spun as he felt his body nearly rip apart from the outside. His chest was burning and his entire body was spasming in pain.
The next thing he knew, he was flying off like he was a cannonball, albeit at a speed much faster than a sovereign's.
"I—"
Blood poured out of his mouth and only then did Varian realize that there was an abyssal fist-sized hole in his chest. The only reason he's even alive was that it's on the right side of his chest.
But that hole seemed to be drilled almost all the way to his back. It was as if someone literally pulled out a chunk of flesh from his chest, but stopped just short of the skin on his back. Varian's chest was hollow and he felt empty as the pain seared his nerves.