Divine Path System
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
Vow of Blood
Varian shielded Enigma and gripped his sword tight, his eyes glowing in a danger red.
The moment they teleported to escape from Samantha, they exposed themselves. Cradle was only so long and it's only a matter of time before someone caught up.
He deliberately steered away from Robert. Princess Snow got what she wanted. Only Xeola was left.
So, her presence was long expected.
"Are you here to kill?" Varian's voice was subdued.
The gentle, warm wind turned biting cold and stung his skin like a pointed a blade, only a moment away from splitting it open.
The stars in the sky shifted. Blue rays began to fall on the surface, giving a new, darker hue to everything.
The two bracelets on her wrist opened like handcuffs and fell.
Xeola's purple skin turned red. Now, with her entire body–hair, skin and iris–being red, she seemed like one of those mythical hell spawn.