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"Even in oblivion, you all shall tremble at the demon that lies beyond..."

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Beaten, betrayed, discriminated against, and then sent into hell. Those were the words that defined Khan's life, if he ever bothered to think about it.

In a cold world where the hearts of people surged in preparation for the next cataclysm that had the potential to wipe out the entire world, who had the time to care for a feeble, golden-haired anomaly with no memories of his first ten years?

Sent away from the orphanage with the mission to end his life, fate was still not satisfied with punishing him enough. 

He found himself in front of a demon god who raised children into killing machines, known to complete every mission irrespective of the danger.

Among a group of madmen, he was the maddest, given the name "The Hollow" due to his unfeeling attitude.

But in essence, all he ever needed was a place he could call home and when his life flashed before his eyes and he awakened his memories, he embarked on that path.

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"My origin might be ten thousand light-years away from Earth, but even if I have to walk on the corpses of a million to reach it, then so be it..."
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But now he won't be walking this dark path alone:

[Congratulations, the Host has successfully fused with the system.]

[Congratulations, Host has awakened The Bio-Nanotech System!]
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My Bio-Nanotech System

Arriving back in the kitchen, Khan gently closed the door as his back slammed to the wall.

At the back of his neck, sweat droplets could be seen dripping down as he heaved a sigh of relief when suddenly his eyes widened in shock as he jerked upwards from the wall.

Eyes in shock, Khan mouth opened wide as he couldn't believe what he just did. Never had he felt this feeling before.

Standing before the princess, it was like standing before an insurmountable mountain. It was a feeling he had never felt before.

Not even when standing before a being countless times stronger than he was, not even when surrounded by a hundred men ready to die to make he's dead.

The plate In his hands automatically dropped, shattering to pieces in his hands as Khan looked at his fist, snapping them close as green veins bulged on his hands.

"This… What type of weakness is this?" Khan mused, taking in a deep breath in before he ultimately relaxed himself.

A Weakness Never Before Perceived