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
"You have no idea how much I admire you, Mister! The drug mafia is a plague eating away my homeland for decades! No one was able to solve it! But you did! And you're not even from here!"
Seated right next to Varian on an exotic sofa, Princess Catherine's eyes were shining like gemstones under sunlight as she held Varian's hands tight and chattered like a fangirl meeting her idol.
Varian maintained a polite smile and tried to speak as little as possible. "I have a grudge with the Havocs is all."
"Still! I'm personally indebted to you for saving my life." Catherine said with a serious expression as if she wanted him to not take his own achievements lightly.
"She could've saved you even if I didn't appear." Varian pointed to Akira who was seated in front of them with an indifferent expression.
Till now, that woman hadn't spoken a word but her gaze remained on Varian to the point even he felt goosebumps.