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
"Va-Varian? W-What is happening? Why am I here?" The young Enigma sat on the bed flustered, her legs shaking as she tried to get away from him in panic but with her hands held tight in his warm hands, there's nothing she could do.
"You need to wake up." Varian pointed to the distorting world around them.
The room was dissolving, as if a building built by many blocks was being dismantled, block by block.
That wasn't it.
Even the black sky was also breaking, turning into a dull gray. So did the ground. The plants. The flowers.
Everything was dissolving.
"Va-Varian! What's happening?" Enigma's lips trembled and she looked at him with a teary gaze. "Am I not supposed to be here? Is that why everything is ending?"
Varian didn't respond to her questions. Rather, he held her in his arms like she's a princess and started walking out of the home.
"Varian! Watch your right, a tree is falling!"
Boom!