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
For the first time in history, a planetoid was conquered without sending a single enemy troop.
The abyssals on the planetoid cheered as they occupied the lands on the other side of the border.
Without the slightest respect for the dead, the abyssals kicked the corpses of their nemeses, punched the dead, and spat on their remains.
Abyssals a few hundred years ago wouldn't have stooped so low. However, after being beaten by Zions, then by fairies, and struggling against even humans, their frustrations were long pent up.
Adding to that was the grave situation of their homeland. Fairies were currently attacking the Abyss Empire and there was nothing they could do about it.
They could only do their duty—conquer the solar system.
And now, this was a small but wonderful step in that direction.
As a symbol of victory, the abyssals began to collect these corpses and throw them into fire pits.