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
[What do you even intend to do? Help or not help?]
'I don't know.' Varian shrugged and his eyes slowly grew indifferent. 'The Duke seems like a good person. But I can't judge a guy who lived a few centuries in a few hours.'
[But the Lord of Barix wants to attack. He'll be spilling a lot of blood.]
'There doesn't have to be a good guy and a bad guy in a conflict. Both can be bad.' Varian chuckled and returned to his quarters.
[You're being indifferent to an impending massacre. Doesn't that prick your conscience?]
Varian tapped his mattress and jumped on it. Putting his hands behind his neck, he rested his head on his palms.
"Conscience? I guess not. It's a risky conflict involving a rank 5 and rank 4s. Even if I want to, I don't have the power to go against them. What's more…I don't want to. I just want to get the treasure and get out of here."
[You don't look like a hero at all.]
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