My Bio-Nanotech System
"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!] -------- [Update Schedule: Update Daily. Minimum of Two chapters per day] -------- [Also Check Out My New Novel: Infinity Guardian System]
Courting Death!
Dorm room number 35.
It was one of the top fifty rooms out of all the dorm rooms present in the male area and right now could be said to have already been filled completely, with everyone in his or her own room.
DIIIIIIING The sound of elevators rang out and immediately, a golden-haired figure stepped out of it, a travel bag in his right arm which he dragged onto the floor as he walked on the long corridor, eye straining at each and every one of the doors.
Finally, Khan arrived before the golden door, the number 35 written boldly on its front door. Stretching out his hands, he tried to swipe his hands on the door numb, only for the door to make a negative beep sound, a sign of disapproval.
"Hmmmm." He mused loudly to himself, noticing the door was still tightly locked. That was a clear sign of whoever it was not yet having opened up the door yet and packing away his luggages. It means, he had yet to move out completely of the room.
KNOCK