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
"Looks like you are the mastermind behind this." The old voice, which was emotionless even when killing the Veyan captain showed a tinge of appreciation.
But it's the sort of appreciation shown by a predator to its prey, not that of an old senior towards the newbie.
Varian sensed the intentions clearly and he took on a defensive stance.
He didn't try to run away. He simply couldn't outrun the attack of a rank 9.
The only chance of surviving was trying to find a way out.
Moreover…
'He isn't Merov. Is he possessed? But who dares to the favorite candidate?'
This whole thing felt like a faux.
How did Merov, a peak rank 7, easily kill the Orion Captain?
Defenseless and injured, he was, but easy to kill, he was not. It would take a bare minimum of rank 8 strength to kill him even in that state. Peak rank 7 was just magnitudes weaker to deliver a killing blow.