"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]
The Cyrions Palace, a place where the King of the Cyrions reside. It was the largest and most guarded structure in the entire Cyrions Settlement, with large golden colored gates and a large palace filled with thousands of rooms and a crazy number of servants.
Khan arrived before the gate of this gigantic structure, his eyes wide-opened, seeing the large palace through it.
'It really is a Palace…' He muttered to himself as they came to a stop around ten meters away from the guards, then Fuzuramama walked forward to the card, handing them a strange white colored crystal.
He watched as the guard at the side rolled it up and down in his hand before returning.
"What about him?" The guard asked, turning to give Khan a scrutinizing look.
"Oh him? He's one of my workers…" Fuzuramama said as the guard gave a satisfied nod beforehand the gates were pushed open.