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
A few minutes after Ashtarh's team entered the Thunder Region, Varian followed.
The land where lightning struck every five minutes wasn't really fun for lighting awakeners except geniuses like Tiama.
But Varian thought he'd be happy.
"This is just too weak. Oh heavens, give me stronger lightning." He almost yelled if not for the fact that he didn't want to alert the messengers.
Messengers…they were the people 'hired' by these five teams that were competing for the flags.
After all, the original participants in the Solar Trial were in hundreds.
They knew they couldn't win the competition, but the Theodra Realm itself was full of natural treasures.
As long as they avoided the five areas with the flags, they were free to explore wherever they wished.
Since they had the basic information about the secret realm beforehand, every participant was more or less prepared.