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

Those two words echoed inside Khan's brain, even gaining different tones depending on which plant uttered them. Some were deep, ancient, and husky, while others were high-pitched, young, and almost child-like.

In reality, the woods were simply trembling, but the event was deafening inside Khan's mind. The pleas filled his brain, carrying their profound desperation and hope. Those two words already told a long story, but Khan could learn much more by dwelling on the emotions that accompanied them.

It was the exact opposite of the Great Old One. The ancient creature had been proud until the end, striving for its rightful place in the universe even after its death. Time couldn't diminish that sentiment. It only enhanced it, adding a fated inevitability to it.

Tears