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
Barix Province & Centaurus Duchy
A space gate opened up in a quiet alley of an earth city and an old man stepped out into the streets.
His six-foot frame cast a long shadow under the early sunrise while his blue skin shined softly. His four thin elf-like ears twitched violently as they took in the sound coming from the surroundings.
The music in the bars, the soft whistling of the flying cars, announcements of the flying metros…
Everything was so novel. He didn't even understand the language yet his eyes teared up after hearing these sounds.
He stared at the sky and stretched his arms up as if he was embracing the endlessness of the sky. As if he was embracing freedom.
"This is freedom! This is the wider world! This is—ouch!" The old man rubbed the back of his head and turned around with a scowl, intending to curse the hell out of whoever dared to interrupt his moment.
It was a mature woman with pale blue skin dressed as a maid.