Eveofchaos

A recurring nightmare afflicted Khan's nights since the Second Impact. His dreams replayed the scenes of the crash of the Nak's spaceship, an alien race that the humans had defeated five hundred years ago.
Khan's life had turned upside-down after the tragedy. His mother had died during the incident, and the Nak's toxic mana had infected him. His father had managed to save him, but they ended up losing their home and name in the process.
The nightmares wouldn't let Khan forget about the Nak, so he decided to join the Global Army and learn to wield mana. He had to put an end to those dreams, even if that meant hunting down that alien race through the stars.
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Chaos' Heir

The three Royal Guards grew solemn. Even Lord Mighty let go of Khan's head, retracting his arm to wear a firm stance. The Emperor had expressed his desires, so it was their job to see them to their fulfillment.

The Emperor also looked as solemn as ever. If anything, expressing his desires so bluntly had intensified his presence, applying a heavy weight on the area. The world told Khan that was the most important moment in his life, but sadly, he couldn't take that specific wording seriously.

"[I'm really not into that, My Emperor]," Khan announced. "[Besides, you guys are way too tall for my tastes]."

The Emperor, the strongest evolved warrior Khan had ever seen, leader of one of the mightiest forces in the universe, and wielder of immense power, remained speechless for a few seconds.

War