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 glanced out of the window and saw a city he didn't recognize in flames and ruins. Humans were running in groups on the streets as they were hunted by the abyssal soldiers.
A few military compounds were teleporting the batches of humans away, but there were too many humans left.
Varian walked out of the ghost ship and stepped onto a residential building. A thick stench of blood and corpses assaulted his senses and nearly caused him to retch.
"F-Fucking hell!" Varian closed off his sense of smell and glared at the city with red eyes.
Then an explosion in the sky caught his attention.
A bright light flashed in the sky before darkness claimed it. The two were dispersed by a bunch of lightning snakes which soon exploded.
Sia and Sarah were fighting a bunch of level 9s. They were clearing losing but from time to time, they'd stare at the humans rushing into the military compound and continued fighting.