Divine Path System
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
Miss Calamity's Vicious Tongue
"…Are we going to fight or not?" Varian grumbled.
Yuor Quin raised her head and glanced at Varian with contempt. "Can't you see? I'm checking my nails. Would your world end if you waited for a few minutes?"
Varian was speechless at her audacity and turned to the sky for support.
Miss Calamity who was recording the battle while being seated on a flying carpet she got from who knows where, responded to his call.
She magnified a hologram that's showing…time?
Varian quickly grasped her intentions and turned to the Pietas lady. "You're not only thirty minutes late to the appointment, you're also delaying the duel after being this late!"
"Heh." Yuor snorted in response, an arrogant smirk adorning her face.
Like all Pietas, there was a complex mark on her forehead—a mishmash of various letters of an ancient language long forgotten.