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
Even before Varian opened his eyes, he could see.
The world changed. The space felt different as did the time. They were no longer rigid frames locking him down. Varian could feel the flow of time and space around him like he'd feel the flow of air and water.
It was the powers of space and time that reached new levels.
[Space Level 9 (50k/50k) —> Space Celestial Rank 1 (0/100)]
[Time Level 9 (50k/50k) —> Time Celestial Rank 1 (0/100)]
He could feel the life inside him and the death oozing from the death strand's remnant energy inside the Abyss Emperor. They both were real and felt almost tangible.
It was the wonder of plantae power, that now transformed into something more. It created a raw hunger inside him. Varian felt hungry, but not for food. He wanted aura, aura and aura.
[Plantae Level 9 (50k/50k) —> Famine Rank 1 (0/100)]