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
"Y-You…" Cyris didn't know how to react. She hated him for destroying the abyssals. Equally hateful was his audacity to make her work for the very man who destroyed her race.
"As the contract stipulates, I give you the answers I promised." Varian said.
"No, I don't need the answers. I alrea—" Cyris yelled at the top of her lungs, voice hysterical and mind chaotic.
Unpetrubed, Varian continued. "The race responsible for the extinction of abyssals is humans, their location is Kingdom of Elysium and the killer is standing in front of you."
"Stop it. Stop it. Just stop it!"
Cyris fell to the ground, clutching her head, rage and grief filling her being. Tears splashed on the floor and formed a small puddle.
"The object of your revenge is me."
"Why…Why did I have to live…for this?"
The revenge she lived for never had a chance of fruition. And even her own life could end at a whim of the man who destroyed her race.