Chaos’ Heir

Chaos' Heir

Chaos’ Heir is a fantasy novel by Eveofchaos. Haunted by nightmares of a defeated alien race, Khan, forever marked by their toxic touch, joins the Global Army to unravel the truth and finally extinguish the visions that plague him. Read Chaos’ Heir Blurb Below.

Chaos’ Heir Blurb

The echoes of the Second Impact reverberated through Khan’s dreams, a relentless torment that had plagued him since childhood. In the feverish visions, the sky bled fire as a colossal vessel, alien and magnificent in its shattered glory, plummeted from the heavens. This wasn’t just any nightmare; it was a grim tapestry woven from the threads of his own past. The Nak, a vanquished alien race humanity had triumphed over five hundred years ago, haunted his sleep with their fiery demise.

But the nightmares held a deeper truth, a personal tragedy intertwined with the galactic conflict. The day the Nak ship fell wasn’t a distant historical echo for Khan; it was the day his life fractured. His world had been a tapestry of laughter and warmth, his mother’s gentle touch a constant comfort. Then came the fiery chaos, the screams swallowed by the roar of the collapsing vessel. The aftermath was a desolate wasteland where his mother lay still, a victim of the Nak’s toxic mana that had seeped into the atmosphere.

The toxic touch didn’t just claim his mother. It infected Khan, leaving an indelible mark on his body and soul. His father, a man once renowned for his scientific brilliance, became consumed by the desperate need to save his son. They became fugitives, their past sacrificed in the desperate scramble to find a cure. But even after his father managed to stabilize the infection, the scar remained, a constant reminder of the tragedy.

The nightmares, however, were a different kind of scar. Vivid and relentless, they refused to let Khan forget. They whispered of the Nak, their motives, their fate. The whispers morphed into a burning question: was the war truly over? Khan became obsessed, driven by an unyielding desire to understand the nightmares and the toxic mark on his body. He yearned for closure, for a way to silence the nocturnal torment.

Fueled by his desperation and a flicker of a forgotten truth hidden within the nightmares, Khan made a choice. He enlisted in the Global Army, the very organization that had safeguarded humanity from the Nak threat. It was a radical move, a leap into the unknown, but for Khan, it was the only path forward. He would learn to wield mana, the very power that had poisoned him, and unravel the mysteries of the Nak. Perhaps within the halls of the Global Army, he would find the answers he craved, even if it meant venturing into the vast expanse of space, hunting down the remnants of a defeated alien race. The journey would be fraught with danger, but Khan was no longer the scared child haunted by nightmares. He was a man driven by a singular purpose, ready to face the legacy of the Second Impact and finally extinguish the visions that had plagued him for far too long.