"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]
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"It is the natural duty of the strong, to protect the weak. It is the duty of a leader. And I almost failed when I got knocked out." Liam replied, drawing an eyebrow raised from Khan, which Liam noticed and proceeded to explain.
"Khan, if I ask all of them to stand up from their rest, and we're moving out, will they do that?" Liam suddenly asked as Khan thought about it before giving an affirming nod.
It was true. If Liam told every one of them they were moving, he was sure they would have to move out. It was a strange instinct Khan couldn't understand.
"Yes. If I tell them to run, they immediately do. If I ask them to fight, they take their blades and prepare to fight. Whatever I say, they follow. Do you think I don't have a duty over them? They listen to what I have to say, so it's my responsibility to make sure they're not led astray.