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
Equilius' body dissolved and delaying no time, Icarus decided to leave for the mission.
Beep! Beep!
The ringtone used for specific contacts sounded.
Icarus pursed his lips and took the call.
A few seconds later, he left the duchy and passed through the border customs, before entering a special world in Genesis Empire.
A dozen people, all exuding a subtle but undeniable divine power were seated across a round table.
Icarus grew up without anyone knowing his background and the world knew him as an orphan powerhouse of the Nexus Empire.
He's a genius but not so much that he stood out in the top circles, relatively speaking.
"Why are you always so late?" A woman with pink cucumber-like hair crossed third leg over the other two, frowning slightly.
"Leave him be. Nexus isn't so near." A ten-meter tall man with four eyes and two heads, said with one head while the other head remained in conversation with someone else.