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

Nothing else came after the knocks. A strange silence, only interrupted by the occasional sizzling of wires and machines, spread through the ship's insides as the tremors dispersed.

The three Niqols didn't dare to move, wary that another catastrophe could hit their ship. However, once multiple peaceful seconds followed one another, Musa snapped awake and looked in Nura's direction, illuminating her with his red glow.

Nura noticed the arrival of the red radiance and glanced at the control desk, only to shake her head at Musa. The ship's scanners were offline, as were the machines meant to convey their findings. The crew couldn't get any idea about what had hit them.

Musa gulped but mustered the courage to straighten himself up. His butt was slightly sore after the previous predicament, but he had duties and responsibilities to abide by as the leader of that small team.