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
Looking at the third sun that gave off a burning red light, Varian frowned. In front of that sun was a spaceship he was very familiar with.
'What is she…?'
Before he could think too deeply, he sensed the fluctuations of space and his eyebrows jumped. "Bali?"
Varian subconsciously held his breath as he waited for the answer.
Enigma could hear the expectation in his voice. If it was Sia, perhaps she'd have played a prank.
But she…
Enigma sighed inwardly and nodded. "Yes."
Varian stretched his stiff body and stood up from the bed. His injuries weren't completely healed, but he was in a much better condition.
He sat on the bed and turned to Enigma to ask for an explanation.
Enigma, lying on the couch with an exhausted face, looked at him with an expressionless face.