Divine Path System
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
King Hades
As Varian's aura vanished, the eyes of a pale man resting in darkness shot open.
His eyes were flames of blue, their brilliance briefly overshadowing the glow of a star itself.
Those eyes turned to Genesis and blinked. Bits of blue flame danced in those eye sockets, vague phantoms of dead souls forming in those flames.
"Varian." The King of Dead, Hades, clutched the armrest of his throne.
A wave of red exploded under him, starting with his throne as the center and expanding outward.
Anything touched by the red waves was changed beyond measure.
The few living beings living as slaves in nearby kingdoms turned int Undead. The dead lost all their memories, sense of self and evolved into another self entirely.
Mors Empire itself shook for a brief moment before stabilizing. Then, they all prostrated in the direction of their ruler and praised his blessing.