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 Duke was a selfish man.'
'He's so scared for his life that he didn't even dare to touch the drug mafia.'
'He had the power to save everyone but he let us rot!'
'He has the gall to speak of Duchy's revival.'
When Varian wanted to visit the Duke, he already grasped the immensely negative public opinion.
It wasn't just bad, it was downright malicious.
'He should just drop dead.'
'If I was the Duke, I would've…'
'If I had powers like the Duke, I…'
'If I was also a rank 5, then I…'
But after meeting the man himself, a trace of respect rose from the bottom of his heart.
"It's been very tough, right?" Varian sighed. "It's been more than a century."
"It was very hard, but I got used to it. A Duke can't show his weakness, young fellow." Cassius chuckled and said in a casual tone.
Then he drank another glass of wine and slammed it on the table, just hard enough that it wouldn't crack.