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]
Khan Gets Kidnapped?
Silence!
It was a nervewracking silence that enveloped the area as everyone lay on one knee and bowed respectfully to the King.
"Rise..." The vibrant voice boomed throughout the entire area and Khan felt as if those words were whispered into his ears from a mouth just an inch from his ears.
And immediately he rose, finally meeting gaze with the so-called King of the Cyrions. And oh, he truly was a King.
Apart from the royal crown that laid on his head, revealing his position as the king. When Khan looked at the man, he had a feeling he was looking at the great expanse of void.
It was a feeling of unknown. He couldn't pick up anything from looking at the man. A smile graced his lips as he raised his hands and waved at the crowd of commoners below, judging by how the Cyrions responded. Khan could at least tell he was a great man.