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
The stage for the non-ranking duels was vast and built of stone tempered by divine power.
Other than a handful of figures, rest of them, including the so-called strong peak rank 1s wouldn't be able to destroy it.
A spherical barrier covered the stage, blocking out any damage from affecting the weaker princes outside.
Almost a thousand princes and princesses were seated outside, watching the duels with interest.
Most of the unranked had already fought and a few were promoted to participate in the duels of the ranked princes.
In the upcoming competition, if they defeated a ranked prince, they'd take up the rank of that prince and the latter would lose his rank.
All the unranked weaklings were already eliminated, leaving behind only twenty-five who were qualified to fight in the ranked duels.
These twenty-five would decide their hierarchy in the next thirty minutes and that'd kick off the ranked competition.