Supreme_IQ

"Even in oblivion, you all shall tremble at the demon that lies beyond..."

---

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.

-----
"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..."
-----
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!]
--------

[Also Check Out My New Novel: Infinity Guardian System]

My Bio-Nanotech System

"Guessing by the fact that you're still standing here, I might say you're the one that survived, or you wouldn't be here..." The monster asked him as Khan smiled before turning his attention back to the figure.

"So tell me. Who is the real monster between you and I? Who should be more feared? A cursed creature like you, or me, a brutal survivor of a survival massacre..." Khan asked, as the darkness in his left eye rotated like an abyss, and his golden hair began flapping around his head, even as he beheld his smile.

"You're no brutal survivor. You're just a lucky person who happened to survive due to being perceived as a weakling..." The figure said, not at all intimidated, and Khan's eyes flashed with a light before reclining back on the deck.

"I wish you were right..." He answered as he kept his gaze on the dark inky stretch, with no more intent to continue the talk.

Passing The Test...