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
All Mother Asherah's apparent past was normal.
A genius who rose in the tribe from a prestigious clan, wedded to the brightest genius of her times—Keman Aurik.
Together, they were the couple that led their race to a brighter age, one where Genesis matched the power of Mors after a long time.
Asherah took up the job of strengthening the empire and went on creating races. Hundreds of races each with its uniqueness.
There were wars fought by these created races on the legitimacy of their lineage. They wanted to be the only ones laying claim to be her descendants.
Such was her influence.
If Keman's authority evoked a mix of mystery and fear, hers was purely charisma and worship.
But the past was a little more complicated than that.
The price of creating all these races was not as simple as everyone thought.
For the sake of big picture, Asherah made a quiet sacrifice that wasn't acknowledged by history.