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
The offer he threw didn't garner any fans. The Dukes didn't trust him in the first place. Miss Calamity, on the other hand, thought he was just trying to avoid death at any cost.
"I know what you're thinking. But hear me out."
"You just want to buy time until her real body comes, cunning bastard!"
A green wall covered Varian, clashing against the red spear that reached him without warning.
Boom!
A powerful shockwave sent ripples across the region. Even though he was fully protected, Varian felt his spirit shudder.
Sure, he's significantly stronger than a few moments ago. But in front of these guys, he's still one shot away from death.
'Control. Control.'
"I said win-win-win." Varian was under a lot of pressure but he didn't show it on his face. "We'll all get what we want."
"Tsk."
Boom!
Another spear was blocked by the shield. Miss Calamity's clone dimmed further. It didn't seem like she could last long.