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

A few hours after the battle against Miss Christen, teleports activated non-stop inside a secret space station far from Baoway, bringing items and important figures to one of its reinforced areas.

The area was a simple dark room equipped with all kinds of machinery. Scanners and more littered its walls, pointed at the fancy box at its center. The container seemed made to carry expensive and luxurious items, but something gorier rested at its bottom.

The dim light from some machines shone on the box's bottom, highlighting the features of Miss Christen's severed head. Crews with the highest clearance level possible tinkered with those tools, doing their best to assess the situation. Yet, no matter how much they investigated, the results looked undeniable. The noble evolved warrior had truly died.

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