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

"[Come on, Lii]," Zalpa said in a loud but uncharacteristically gentle voice. "[You are almost there. Breathe and push]."

Liiza cried loudly, her teeth sealed shut, half-suppressing her voice. Her furrowed brows and closed eyes conveyed her pain and effort, but the struggle was for naught.

A groan escaped Liiza's mouth as she threw her head back on the pillows supporting her. She breathed deeply, doing her best to relax, endure the pain, and prepare for the subsequent, imminent struggle.

"[Hey, look at me]," Khan called, placing a hand on Liiza's sweaty hair. "[You are doing perfectly. It's just a little longer]."

Khan obviously couldn't know that, but Zalpa's glares from the other side of the bed were enough to tell him he had to be encouraging in that situation.

The labor had entered its second stage for two hours already. Zalpa was at the bed's bottom, standing before Liiza's open legs while dealing with whatever unfolded between them.

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