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 departure from the Slums was quick. The specialists didn't bring much, and most valuable equipment had remained on the C-15 anyway, so the group only had to empty their rooms.

Khan, Ethan, and Grant didn't waste time in pleasantries with Cameron. They had nothing to say to the soldier and scolding him for how he handled the Slums was pointless. Leaving was the only option, especially now that the Global Army had given the order.

The flight was as comfortable as ever, and it left little space for privacy. Yet, Khan managed to find the two specialists alone and have a conversation that the others probably weren't ready to hear.

"Do you think they'll tell us anything about the other investigations?" Khan asked while looking at the two specialists on the other side of the interactive table.

"That's hard to say," Grant sighed.