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
"How was my parfomance?" Varian smirked.
"You're still in the role!"
"Oops, how's my performance?"
"I've recorded it."
"W-Wait, what?" Varian reached out his hand to grab Sia but she slipped away, giggling.
Sarah hit him softly on the chest and said. "Why are you so shameless?"
With a snort, she turned around and left. When she left the room, she slammed the door shut with her powers even though it was an automatic door.
"It's my fault?" Varian lowered his head and murmured. "Enigma, you think so too?"
Enigma in her spirit form gave him a long stare of silence with her purple eyes.
Oh dear, her bright eyes. Even though she didn't utter a word, Varian could hear her from her eyes.
"It's not exaggerated as you think, okay? I've been to some civilizations in the tower where they talk worse." Varian said with an honest expression.
Enigma crossed her legs and tapped her chin with her index finger.