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
"Master, friendly fire! Friendly fire! Nexus scouts are attacking our scouting squads."
The peace on the sleek, aquiline ship glowing with the green of a forest was broken by the nervous voice.
"Grnnn!"
The ship shook, a deep cry bellowing in the space, sending ripples across the neigboring star systems.
A new spacequake would be recorded today by the civilizations nearby, had they not been at an existential war that killed most of them.
"Grnnn!" "Grnnn!" "Grnnn!"
The smaller ships following the mother ship were blasted away, some sustaining minor damage and others major.
The master of the ship narrowed his eyes and his aura enveloped the large structure. "Shhh, it's alright. It's alright."
Even those gentle words were spoke in an authoritative tone. Surprisingly, the ship calmed down.
"This…" The scout captain swallowed nervously.