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
"It's been fifteen days since you were gone. That's three-and-a-half months for the students here. The time flow increased a bit for some reason. Now, their second semester is coming to a close!" Alison said with a bewildered expression.
"Oh, that's…fast." Varian was equally shocked. He just started the academy two or three weeks before he left, right? They're about to finish the first year already?
"You have no idea! With the new ingredients from Hortus as well as ruins, the alchemists and scientists from all races have joined hands to create groundbreaking potions! We've not only recovered the strength of the civilization pre-war but also surpassed it slightly." Alison's eyes were glowing brightly.
Varian could see the genuine joy in her eyes.