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
Varian contemplated hitting Baldur with a surprise chaos power to throw him off balance and teleport back to Hortus for safety but decided to continue the risk. "I know you're strong, at least rank 4, but don't know who are you."
"How.did.you.know?" Baldur's choke grew harder and his eyes shone with killing intent.
Varian's eyes, however, remained abnormally calm.
A broken neck wouldn't kill him. And if things really went south, Hortus would shield a blow or two for him to escape.
A red gem flew out of Baldur's storage ring and its light shone down on Varian.
The red gem was ultra-useful for interrogating Mystics and Famines, which meant it's use was almost everywhere in the Pala Kingdom and even the Genesis Empire.
The only area it'd fail would be against Spirits. But Spirits needed something far more than a small gem.