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
"We're here," Varian announced as the ghost ship stopped at one of Mars' spaceports.
The exit sprang open and Enigma rushed to the teleportation section.
Varian followed behind without any disguise. It was a rare occasion for him to be 'him'.
The crowd grew shocked gasps at the appearance of the mysterious youth, but the guards wordlessly stopped them from approaching him.
With Bali at the helm, the treatment of Varian and Enigma suddenly elevated and they were given a lot of special treatment.
Dressed in her signature all-black dress, with her beautiful and almost dreamish tricolor hair waving with her every step, Enigma stood out.
She entered one of the teleportation formations and activated it.
The space around her began to twist and a white light started to envelop her.
As she was about to leave, Enigma stiffly raised her hand and awkwardly waved her hand.
Varian gave her an encouraging smile and yelled. "Don't die!"