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
There was a saying in the federation:
The stronger you grow, the more malleable the law becomes.
Low Awakeners need to abide by all rules.
Mid Awakeners can get some concessions for minor errors.
High Awakeners would be pardoned even for major errors, as long as they could show enough merit.
But when you become a Sovereign.
You are the law.
There were no laws dictating what a Sovereign should or shouldn't do. No person or organization wanted to instruct a Sovereign.
This was defined by historians as the consequence of a strength-based hierarchical society where a single person's worth could disproportionally differ from the rest.
Compared to Old Earth where rulers could be impeached, either through lawful procedures or violent revolutions, Sovereigns were untouchable.
Not because they couldn't be killed, but because they were the pillars upholding humanity against abyssals.