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

Nura's white eyes shone on the red and blue symbols on the ship's control desk, studying its concerning details. Meanwhile, Bislan's partially red light and Musa's completely scarlet radiance illuminated her white hair, waiting for her update.

Even if Nura had yet to say anything, Bislan and Musa held their breath, knowing the situation was serious. Losing contact with the two other vessels in their team in less than a minute was bound to create tension, and obtaining clear answers wouldn't necessarily ease it.

"[Everything happened too quickly]," Nura said to her Niqols crewmates. "[Only Halid's ship had the time to send a warning, but it's incomplete]."

"[Something was flying in their direction]," Nura responded, briefly hesitating before voicing her following words. "[Then, darkness]."