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

Maybe that had always been one of the main reasons behind Khan's broader perspective. He could suffer endlessly without batting an eye. His nightmares had made him a pain expert, allowing him to empathize with anything and anyone.

Humankind would not like that development, and things would get more specific and dangerous with the nobles and the Nognes Excellencies.

Nevertheless, Khan had chosen his path, allegiances, and power. He could only hope the world wouldn't force him to destroy it.

The conversation probably had the highest relevance among the banquet's topics. The banter was fun, and the discussions about who was stronger also revealed clues, but Khan's eventual return was the key reason behind his presence on the big planet.

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