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
Irene's words created a solemn silence in ghost ship.
Varian looked up at Irene with a sense of respect.
Acknowledging one's faults sounded simple but was incredibly difficult. Especially for someone as lofty as a Sovereign. They were above everyone and everything. To them, apologizing was equivalent to tearing down their own ego and admitting that they were wrong.
Irene not only acknowledged her mistake but also apologized. She wasn't the first Sovereign to do it, but she was definitely the most sincere.
"I know nothing can make up for the pain, but please allow me to help you get them justice…if it's the only thing I can do." She pleaded with Enigma.
Enigma fell silent and clenched her fists.
Irene smiled bitterly but nodded. "I must be reminding you of unpleasant things, I'll take my leave."
And she was about to end the call when—
"Dreamer." Enigma suddenly said.
Irene stopped in her tracks and glanced at the man in white.