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
Sarah silently stored the beast's corpse in her storage ring.
With a wave of her hand, water mana erased all traces of blood and fighting.
Their fight also destroyed many of the so-called treasures.
'Varian said he never used any treasures to progress. I believe his words, but I'm afraid the high awakeners are suspicious of him.
Given his progress speed, they'd suspect him to be using treasures…at least father trusts him.'
Sarah felt a little better but soon, her brows knit together.
'Why can't you trust me too, father? You didn't even ask me to win in the trial. I'm not the strongest, but even I have a winning chance.'
While her thoughts took a depressing turn, they moved to a slightly different location and waited for the next prey.
Sarah blurted out. "Do you like William?"
"Huh?" Philia opened her mouth in surprise.
'Wait, why did I do that?' Sarah had no idea and attributed it to her disturbed thoughts.