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 disappeared from his place. But because of how fast he moved, for everyone except Tiger Chief Typhon and the two deputy directors, saw his afterimage and thought he was still standing there.
The space touching him dissolved. All friction disappeared. Instead, the forces of space pushed him forward. When he took a step forward, the space itself shrunk and he crossed the distance of two steps.
Varian's fist overflowed with the power of a mystic—the master of body and famine—the devourer of all.
But invisible to others, his fist grew heavier through the use of water power—which enabled him to gain just a bit of control over matter. At the same time, his punch grew much faster thanks to the sudden burst of energy from the little control of energy his lightning power provided.
The system shielded others from spying into Varian's body and Varian himself made an extra effort not to show any other powers outwardly.