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

Monica felt surprised for the third time, but Rodney remained an unreliable narrator. Also, his history spoke louder than his words. That man didn't care for emotions. Rodney probably saw them as any other tool for his goals.

That wasn't necessarily bad. Plenty of political figures lived like that. For some, it was actually a requirement to adopt that lifestyle. Their environment would eat them alive otherwise.

Monica had seen some of those examples in her own family. Her mother had sweetened after the Khan's debacle, but she didn't forget how she used to be. The same went for Monica's father, and her political experience featured many such figures.

Therefore, Monica didn't blame Rodney for developing that personality. His situation was also more unique than most, and it didn't exactly feel awful to receive proper compliments after so long. Yet, that hardly mattered now.

Dinner