Chaos Heir

Prince Thomas stared at Khan, but he didn't look back. Khan didn't need eyes to check his Uncle's response anyway and didn't feel like dealing with his worries now.

Lieutenant Dyester had a similar reaction. That was the first time he heard about Khan's will. In retrospect, it made sense, but the Lieutenant still didn't like how it sounded.

"Of course, My Prince," Prince Thomas quickly promised, earning himself a glare from Lieutenant Dyester.

Prince Thomas didn't address the glare, and Khan also ignored it when it fell on him. The arrangements were finally done. It was only a matter of implementing them now.

"Get to work," Khan ordered. "Call me when it's time for the conference."

Khan departed without saluting Prince Thomas and Lieutenant Dyester. He reappeared in the corridor and randomly picked a direction. Theoretically, he had nothing else to do, but spending time among people didn't feel right.

Usually, Khan would seize that chance to spend every available minute with Monica, but his mind was a mess, and seeing her was bound to worsen his state.

Moreover, Khan wasn't sure he could express how he felt with words, not yet, at least. He had also seen what the other option involved. As much as he craved the pleasure of Monica's company, he wasn't sure she could withstand his passion again so soon.

Unknowingly, Khan found himself in the sky above the quadrant. A bottle had somehow appeared in his hands, and he casually sipped from it while strolling through the air. He couldn't just disappear when important matters still required his presence, but he wanted to remain alone for now.

'What is even happening?' Khan cursed, closing his eyes and letting the symphony guide his steps through the sky.

Senerth's mission was supposed to end Khan's political problems. He had secured the nobles, the Excellencies, and the descendants from multiple wealthy families. His position couldn't be safer, but someone had still messed with him.

Khan couldn't put into words how disappointed and exhausted he felt. His life truly resembled a never-ending struggle, and his main adversary had yet to appear, too. Each step he took only brought more enemies, and reaching the peak of his political career didn't stop that trend.

'Why now?' Khan wondered. 'What is Raymond even trying to achieve?'

Raymond's goal was to push humankind's evolution to the next step, and Khan probably was the key to the process. His Father had also confirmed that point and his current strength turned it into certainty. Khan's stable mutations could uplift his species. As for how, that was a question for scientists.

Nevertheless, that goal would require Khan to be close to humankind. It would also need him to be a willing participant in the project of enhancing the human species, so plotting to create grudges between the Global Army and him didn't make sense.

'Maybe Raymond hoped I would have dropped the Empire,' Khan guessed. 'Without the Thilku, I would have been forced to find stabler political footing inside the Global Army.'

That was a possibility, but Khan didn't trust it. As much as he hated to admit it, Raymond had constantly outwitted him, so he couldn't imagine him making such a glaring mistake. Khan had consistently sided with alien forces throughout his life, and that pattern could have predicted his decision to declare war.

'Unless he hoped my new responsibilities would have changed my mind,' Khan wondered. That didn't sound right, either. Khan didn't lack wits but was an emotional character. His actions had always been extreme, unorthodox, and driven by deep feelings. The Global Army was at fault there, so Raymond had to know Khan would have retaliated against it.

'There is another possibility,' Khan realized. 'This war will inevitably create a rift between me and the Global Army, but I won't just abandon it. Raymond might plan to use this to become my only connection to humankind.'

Khan's organization was atypical but still featured many humans. He didn't have the best opinion about humankind, but most of his close allies belonged to that species. His emotional character prevented him from cutting ties with the Global Army since he didn't want his loved ones to have to decide between him and their birthplace.

Noble families usually were exempt from that risk, but Khan's faction was unique among them. He had appeased the Excellencies with Senerth, but the rift was still there, and the Global Army could exploit it. Humankind could turn a deaf ear to any party connected to Khan and still have access to the Nognes, nobles, and other wealthy families.

Actually, some wealthy families in Khan's alliance would jump at the chance of ostracizing the descendants who had monopolized his support. It would be the perfect opportunity to reclaim political power and influence and would lead to isolating Khan's organization.

'Fucking Raymond Cobsend,' Khan thought, his eyes opening and unleashing an uncommonly cold light. 'There's no planet I won't destroy to kill you.'

Khan's current mental state only worsened the new issues. He was still getting accustomed to his changes and the transformations they brought to his mindset. Even his relationship with Monica was suffering, so Raymond couldn't have had a worse time.

Thinking about Monica calmed down Khan's darkest impulses, making room for some sadness. He honestly didn't know what was happening. His love was still there and was stronger than ever, but looking at her inevitably updated him on aspects he couldn't unsee.

It was strange. Khan had never placed battle prowess and love in the same category but couldn't help but see Monica as frail and weak. He also knew it wasn't her fault. Khan had stepped on a superior level of existence, but the problem remained and went beyond living in a world only he could perceive. It seemed that issue had evolved with him, making him more aware of the increasingly vast gap with Monica.

'Love isn't en-,' Khan absentmindedly recalled before forcefully interrupting his thoughts. 'No. Stop it. Trust her. Deal with this and go back to her.'

Khan closed his eyes again, pushing away the unsolvable noise. A bitter smile eventually broadened on his face. He felt glad he had solved the issue of his will. Whatever happened, things would be fine for everyone who had chosen to follow him.

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