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
Varian woke up in a daze.
He looked around and saw the familiar blue interior of the spaceship.
His hologram was displayed in front as Boo seemed to run a diagnosis.
"Master! What happened?!" Boo rushed in front of him and asked in anxiety.
Varian opened his mouth but couldn't find any words.
Except "I'm fine," nothing came out.
"You were unconscious for five minutes. No abnormalities detected. Your brain was under high stress, however." Boo reported.
Varian slowly stood up and glanced outside.
His heart ached as he muttered her name. "Sia."
With each dream, his memories of her increased.
Her laughter, her triumph, her tempers, her tears—an entirely different memory seemed to be created. No. It felt like the memories were returning.
Varian closed his eyes.
He could distinctly and vividly recall holding her in his arms. Her body started to quickly turn cold.