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
Varian was bombarded by a near endless torrent of emotions and thoughts that weren't his.
The violent attacks intertwined to form a much more dangerous attack than what was individually possible.
"N-No!"
Varian jolted awake and looked at the chaotic surroundings with a tense heart.
Maria was fighting the beasts and he was also fighti—
"Huh?"
'Varian' was fighting instinctually against the hordes of beasts.
'I am in my soul form again?' The glittery silver form with sparks of gold said he was right.
The spiritual attacks stopped aiming for his body and directly reached his soul. Without the protection of a physical body, Varian was much more vulnerable.
The attacks, individually appearing like golden, blue, black, and white threads quickly mixed together and formed a net.
"I can see where this is going…"