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
Ubiq, one of the trade hubs of Centaurus Duchy, a bustling city that screamed riches, prosperity, and a heaven on earth.
The bright half of Ubiq was glowing like a diamond under sunlight.
Varian was blown away by the dazzling beauty of this half. The floating oblique buildings, the glowing roads, the ever-busy streets, gorgeous flying vehicles, teleportation stops from one district to another and the insane variety of greenery growing everywhere.
But what struck him more was the other side. The side that didn't glow and was filled with congested housing, narrow streets, terrible atmosphere, a nasty crowd, a nastier crime scape, and horrible living standards.
As he walked through the dark side of Ubiq, he saw hordes of people on either side of the streets, standing, squatting, leaning, lying, all frozen in their position.
They were almost like zombies, except that they could breathe.