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 Nak?" Clifford questioned, confused by Khan's statement.

Even people who had lived their whole lives in those distant reaches of the universe knew about the Nak. Still, Khan spotted something strange in Clifford's reaction and mana, and his senses didn't immediately provide an explanation.

"No, no," Clifford shook his head, suddenly recalling Khan's status. "Prince Khan. It's just … I wouldn't know where to begin."

"What do you mean?" Khan questioned.

"Well," Clifford muttered, conflicted about his thoughts. "Let's pretend I were knowledgeable about this area for a second. I'm not saying I am, but I would have too many pieces of information to share in that case."

Khan had to admit he didn't expect a similar reaction. Clifford didn't only seem to hold a great deal of information about the topic. He didn't even consider it valuable. His admission proved as much.

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