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
Prince Samatv left Telor's dorm room in hurried footsteps.
Contrary to his leisurely and confident steps when he visited, he was just short of running away when he exited.
Varian saw him off with a bright smile before he entered his cottage and closed the door. The smile on his face disappeared and his eyes showed a solemn look.
"What exactly is happening in the academy?"
He examined the red pill with a curious gaze.
"He isn't lying. This should be for awakening natal treasure. But whether it suceeds or not is another issue."
The whole experience was weird.
Usually, if someone gave him an experimental drug, it's an attempt at exploitation.
But it felt different with Prince Samatv. Because even while pushing that scam of an opportunity onto him, Samatv was looking at him with eyes full of sympathy.