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 long, rectangular ship hovered in the clear sky. A sea of clouds stood under it, stretching as far as eyes could see and slowly brightening due to the morning light that invaded it.

A figure pierced the sea of clouds, creating spinning whispers of white gas that followed it during its ascension. Its arrival brought a sense of tension to the area, disturbing its peace and filling the air with electric feelings.

Khan's face carried no emotions as he approached the hovering ship, but his eyes shone with deadly light. His mood wasn't great. He didn't like what he had done, but suppressing his urges wasn't possible.

Khan had left everything behind and to others. Lieutenant Dyester handled his army, and Prince Thomas led his organization. His other allies also dealt with everything else. The crown on Khan's head didn't imply actual subjects, but his mindset never changed.

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