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 invisible spell raged once more while Khan inspected Monica. A thunder rang in the sky, spreading throughout the encampment below and shaking the nearby tents' fabric. Even the dust on the street trembled, and the audience was no exception.

Nevertheless, the cloud suddenly dispersed when Khan saw Monica shake. He noticed her trying her best to keep her capeless bow still, but the spell had spoken to her survival instincts, making her attempt hopeless. Khan couldn't describe how wrong that felt, so his ability vanished.

Then, Khan walked out of the gory puddles, his steps softer and more graceful. He quickly reached Monica, who was still immersed in her capeless bow. Yet, the gentle hand that reached her cheek forced her to raise her head to look up to her Fiancé.

"Never bow to me," Khan ordered. "Your place is at my side."

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