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
As Varian fell, he gazed up.
The magic beasts came to the cliff edge and stared down at him.
Their eyes held myriad emotions — regret, anger, sadness and some, gloating.
Varian laughed out in joy.
"Haha!"
The magic bests were shocked.
"Roar!"
"Ree!"
"Drua!"
As if they couldn't digest the truth, they roared and the lightning mana in their body roared.
Zap!
Zap!
Countless lightning bolts, no, Lighting beams, were projected at him.
Whoosh!
Crackle!
The lightning beams scorched the air, cut the wind, and approached him in the blink of an eye.
On land, Varin was running using his level 4 speed. But during the fall, he could not run.
On the other hand, the lightning beams still maintained their speed.
This led to the situation of a slow-moving target.
Varian shook his head.
He thought they'd leave… but this was not a big problem.