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 Archdukes' instincts tingled as Varian shot forward.
The ten level 9 space awakeners in their group didn't take any chances and blasted the space around Varian.
It was as if someone was throwing powerful invisible bombs around Varian. The space around him cracked apart like a broken mirror and came close to opening dangerous space cracks.
Varian felt like he was moving in the middle of a dozen broken mirrors. Just a single touch would cut his skin and if he bumped into the broken space, he'd likely lose a limb or two.
It was a tough terrain to navigate through but Varian moved like a fish in water.
"Roach that won't just die!" The Archdukes signaled for the five close combat awakeners to be ready while they and the remaining lightning awakeners charged their attacks together and attacked Varian.
The red space briefly turned golden as the lightning arrows, spears, swords, and harpoons trapped him from all directions.