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 Commanders of Abyss Armies across the solar system suddenly paused. Rubbing their eyes, they checked the message once again.
{Retrieve the crystal. Return it to the Head Station nearest to you.}
"Did we finish it already?" A Commander was suspicious.
He didn't know much about the 'plan'. But he did know that the Undead army was only the prelude to the actual event.
However, for that to happen, they needed a lot of death. That's why the Abyssal Army let go of their restraints and engaged in an all-out war.
According to the estimates, it'd take one more hour for the crystal to be full. Only then was he supposed to send it back.
But.
"Is it because of them?" The Commander squinted his eyes at the figures blurring in and out of existence around the mountains in sight.
Every time a Human awakener teleported into the mountains to grab the crystal, the mountains would shake and an explosion would occur.