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 vast expanse of the universe stretched endlessly past the ship's canopy, claiming Khan's gaze. His glowing eyes ignored the many screens and holograms in his vision to stare at the distant stars, filling his mind with profound thoughts.

An empty bottle rested in the pilot's seat's cup holder, and Khan heaved a helpless sigh when his eyes finally fell on it. That didn't bode well, but Khan was powerless about it.

"Ship's logbook," Khan announced, pressing a command on the interactive armchair. "Seventh entry, or was it still sixth?"

Khan pondered the issue before dismissing it. He checked other details on the menus in his vision as calculations happened in his mind. Once they were complete, he spoke again.

"The trip has crossed its six-month mark," Khan recorded. "I had stuffed enough booze to last me longer than a year, but the canteen is now officially devoid of it."

Logbook