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
Twenty lighting bolts streaked several miles and reached the five human awakeners in the blink of an eye.
The air itself heated up due to the potent lightning in each bolt. Just a single one of them was enough to blow up a small city.
Facing twenty of them in their current state, there was no hope of survival.
As the five human awakeners despaired, they heard a frivolous voice sounding from the sky.
Before they could even digest what happened, they saw a man standing in front of them and raising his hand against the lightning bolts.
It all happened in a heartbeat, but perhaps because it was their last moments, everything seemed so slow.
The mid level 8 awakener couldn't see the man clearly, but from the side of his face, he felt that this man, this young man, seemed a little familiar.
'Where did I see him?'
That was his last thought before the lightning bolts crashed onto the young man's hand.