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!] -------- [Also Check Out My New Novel: Infinity Guardian System]
Meeting With The King...
It was a middle-aged man sitting on nothing but the empty air, his long white hair gently floating behind him. He was in a cross-legged motion in the air, both arms spread apart from him and a strange green colored ball inscribed in various runic lines on it.
They all stood at the feet of the small high-rising staircase which spread all the way to the high dais where the man was floating mid-air and they both stood in silence until suddenly blue light flared brightly from his body, looking more like two straight beams of light, which Khan could say came out of his eyes.
Gently he landed on the ground, the runic balls having strangely disappeared from his palms. And slowly he turned to look at them and Khan finally saw who it was. It was none other than the King of the Cyrions.