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
"Queen, we'll destroy the cities on your order." I half kneeled to an abyssal woman and said with a lowered head.
"Prince Abrax, you may stand."
I raised my head and saw the Despair Queen lazily laying on her vine throne—built from precious level 9 plantae.
Propping her chin on her hand, she gazed at me with approval. "Your service made a difference."
"I did whatever little I could." I gave a modest smile.
It's better to be humble and gain her favor. If this mission is successful, Despair Queen would gain a huge merit.
"Little?" Despair Queen raised a brow and chuckled. "If it weren't for you, then we would've resorted to using our own soldiers to take down the cities."
I agree. If Colin wasn't coerced, then there would be four cities abyssals had to destroy. The chaos families and order wouldn't be able to finish it and ultimately, abyssals had to send their own forces to assist them.
This was prevented by me.