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
Now, there were only 50 candidates left. The secondround began soon.
Varian's opponent was a familiar guy. It's the gym maniac Chanlar.
As soon as their battle was announced, Miss Calamity ignored her opponent and started laughing like a little devil while pointing at Chanlar.
"Hey ugly, do you think you can win against my handsome friend?"
Miss Calamity opponent wanted to exploit the situation but she casually swatted her hand and the man was sent flying out without any resistance.
The musclehead glanced at Miss Calamity and his face turned blue and purple. Then, he looked at Varian with a complicated expression before jumping off the stage.
But not before shrieking like a shrew. "I hope handsome guys like you all just drop dead! And I'm not ugly!"
"Okay?" Varian muttered with an awkward smile before flashing a glare at Aurora. "It's all your fault! That guy now has a big scar!"