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 took out two silver spinning objects that would oscillate between being a cylinder and a disc. They were always in a state of flux, moving between the two forms.
Floating in the air above them, the two items gave off an oppressive feeling, showcasing themselves off as items that shouldn't be messed with.
As soon as they appeared, the small friction in the group disappeared and all focus went onto them.
"A super-storage disc?" Sarah was the first to voice out her opinion, though she sounded almost sure of herself.
"My soul power is obstructed from striking in. But I can make out…information? Is this some secret document?" Sia was next.
"…" Enigma shrugged casually and when there was an awkward silence, habitually reached to her storage ring for a book.
"Later." Varian pinched her cheeks and her hand froze.
Blushing slightly, she lowered her head like a meek sheep.
"…"
"…"