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

Khan didn't know what was happening or what to do, and the still-raging woods intensified his confusion. However, the eyes were the mirror of a person's soul, and that saying seemed to apply to the tree, too.

The disillusioned feeling Khan had previously spotted in the three eyes had turned out to be real since it vanished to make room for something else. The tree seemed to beg Khan with its gaze, but the request had nothing to do with ending its curse. The plant even glanced at the tear-like drops flowing over its fur, sending a relatively clear message.

Khan only hesitated for a second before hovering forward, reaching the tree, and forming a cup with his hands. His fingers ran through the short fur, scooping the three tears that had fallen from its eyes. A few strands of hair ended on his palms, but he successfully gathered that azure liquid.

Twenty-one years