A Hope

Varian knew what his choice would be if push came to shove. But he wanted to avoid sacrifice as much as possible.

The warm winds blowing over the ocean soothed his anxiety a bit. The water waves pressed thrashed against his soles and the sounds of the great water body was somehow pleasant.

Oob and Boo followed him. Oob was sensible enough to read the mood and maintained silence.

But Boo…Boo began to chatter.

"Boo wants some special guns for the ship. Boo wants to hunt down space pirates! Master, master! How about we start our own pirate gang? The name would be Ghost pirates!"

Varian didn't respond.

He stared blankly at the ocean ahead and wondered what else could he do at this point.

Sooner or later, the second assassin would come.

If he didn't move to Pala and remain under 'protection', he'd stand out more. But if he did it without securing solar system, humanity would likely go extinct.