Chaos' Heir

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. ------------------------------------- Follow me on Twitter: https://twitter.com/EoCNovels Instagram: eocnovels Discord link: https://discord.gg/fNsPwXMP7P Cover artist: https://digitalrowye.com/

Eveofchaos · Fantasy
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The Scalqa had no idea what the red cape meant, but Monica, Gordon, and the Thilku on the other side of the table immediately turned serious at that sight. The latter also stood up out of respect, and Khan imitated them.

"[Blue Shaman]," Lord Exr announced, seizing the cape from the box to hold it with both hands. "[You have earned the Empire's trust. Accept this as a sign of our friendship]."

Monica, Gordon, and Lieutenant Dyester stood up as Khan crossed the imaginary table. The Scalqa didn't understand what was happening but rose to their feet anyway. The air was thick with solemnity, and Khan wasted no time showing his back to Lord Exr.

"[This goes to the Blue Shaman]!" Lord Exr shouted, repeating himself while placing the cape on Khan's shoulders. The hidden meaning behind his statement was clear, but Khan ignored it for now.