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
The Undead on Pluto were less than three thousand. Most of Pluto's army was destroyed in the previous war and the rest were transferred to the Neptune planetoids.
Varian did a blood bath on a number of Neptune planetoids and created a situation where humans occupied disproportionately more planetoids than abyssals.
The abyssals had to move more forces to the remaining planetoids they had power over or risk getting cleansed out. So, they did and it left Pluto with a very small army.
After the Undead Sovereign woke up a few days ago, he managed to convert ten thousand abyssal corpses from the previous war into Undead. There's no more
death strand to squander. He did it with the whip of death strand in his own body.
But that's his limit. If he wished for the Undead to cross ten thousand, these Undead would have to go to humans and infect them. The infection in the previous war was supported by death strands. Now, it had no support.