At the end of the legendary war, the souls of the dead and the wrath of the god of repair continued to accumulate, turning into hooks, hanging down from the underworld, and lifting up the dead newborns.
At this point, the reborn Varian put on the helmet given by the God of Cultivation, and relied on the body given by the dead to walk on the earth and answer the prayers of mankind.
Since his birth, Variantor has responded to all calls for help from everywhere, but has never had any intention of becoming king.
World, are you sorry? ——Feel happy!
"Gentlemen, please remember this!
——My name is Tristram Variant, I am a person who desires to protect everything and wants to answer all calls for help. I am also a person who swears allegiance to the King of the Un-King!
I am the necessary fantasist in this world! "
——Preface to "Varianto"
Motto: Audentes fortuna iuvat (Fortune favors the brave).