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
Varian collapsed right onto his knees right after Isadora fainted. Sarah caught him in a tight embrace and pulled him away from Isadora.
Even though she fainted, the flames of darkness were still burning around the woman.
As Sarah feared, for the next five minutes, the flames grew larger and more menacing before they finally burnt out.
"…What the hell is her deal?" Varian finally swore.
His body was aching like hell and if possible, he wanted to hit bed right away. Ironically, his body was more fine than his soul. His soul...he didn't know how many nightmares he'd have to endure before he could return to normal.
This battle had a direct bearing on his soul and unlike other fights, he couldn't just shrug it off.
Sarah created a barrier of light around Isadora and worked it to keep the dangerous woman unconscious for at least a full day.