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Chaos' Heir-Chapter 1168: Blue
The journey never improved. It only worsened. Actually, the trip didn't change, but Khan's mental state did, spiraling down a rabbit hole of endless loneliness.
Khan had already gone through something similar before reaching Coravis. In theory, that first experience should have been worse due to its length and lack of clear directions, but Khan found it incomparable to what he was enduring now.
There were multiple reasons for the greater impact on Khan's mental sanity.
First, as aimless as the first journey had been, Khan could at least indulge his curiosity. His mission required him to explore anything that appeared on his scanners, making him feel like a proper scout, adding details to a vague map, and connecting long-lost ancient clues.
Those investigations also acted as breaks from the trip's dullness, and Khan never failed to seize those chances to train and bathe in the natural symphony. Being on actual planets did wonders for his mental health, fixing what the journey broke.
Instead, Khan had most of the answers now. The Great Old One's memories had taken care of that. He had to actively suppress his curiosity, too, since it was unrelated to the Nak. Those breaks would also waste more fuel, so Khan never compromised, no matter how much his mind suffered.
Second, on the first trip, Khan was able to perform some workouts, albeit light ones. He could train toward the Transcendent Step's advanced forms with a certain degree of safety, even if he were inside a ship.
Now, the Great Old One's genes prevented Khan from exploring those advanced fields. Realistically, he didn't even need to. His new body could already clear the theoretical aspects of martial arts. He only had to work on his execution, which the ship simply couldn't endure. Even Nott Station's training hall had failed at that.
That left Khan with little to nothing to do except stare at the black canvas outside the canopy or occasionally meditate. His days were beyond boring, mind-numbing, and soul-crushing, but that wasn't even the main problem.
Khan had never interacted much with the network, even when his devices had coverage. Yet, not doing it and not having the chance to do it were two different things, especially psychologically.
That problem went beyond not having access to additional supplies. Sure, the rationing of food and booze hurt Khan more than he would admit. Still, it was the inability to receive any kind of support that killed his mental health.
Not drinking wasn't the same as not having booze, just like choosing to remain alone wasn't the same as being unable to escape that predicament. Khan was stuck and powerless, and only turning back could fix that. Except he couldn't. Khan had to endure, so he did.
Just like that, another uneventful month went by. Nothing changed outside the canopy, but Khan noticed some differences in his behavior. He started ignoring his self-imposed rule on booze more often than not, affecting his stash far earlier than he would have wished for.
Khan even lost track of the passage of time. The ship recorded it, but days and months lost meaning in his mind due to the immutable environment outside the canopy and his almost identical routine. Khan also forgot about his birthday, and nothing on the control desk reminded him of that.
To add insult to injury, a change should have happened. Khan had recently crossed the edge of what the Great Old One had studied. He should have gotten closer to something that could demand a break from that dull flight, but his scanners didn't pick up anything suitable. Only space existed, seemingly endlessly stretching forward.
Nevertheless, even if Khan had forgotten about turning twenty-six, the universe didn't and even delivered a present. Khan almost felt he was hallucinating when the control desk beeped, summoning a holographic screen to reveal something the scanners had picked up.
Khan obviously didn't plan on relying solely on the Great Old One's instincts. He and Garret had programmed the autopilot together, drawing a relatively strict series of filters for what could make them react, and something had finally matched them.
The scanners noticed a relatively nearby star system that was slightly off course. Khan studied the data for a few seconds before making the tough decision to go after it. The maneuver expended more fuel, so Khan could have thought about it longer, but his boredom greatly shortened the process.
Luckily, and finally, the maneuver wasn't pointless. Khan couldn't confirm that yet, but turning the ship in that direction awakened subconscious hunches in his brain. He only needed to look at the space past the canopy to know that the Great Old One would have found that area interesting.
The ship still took a couple of days to reach that destination and get a clearer picture of the area, but Khan's instincts only intensified as he drew closer. The universe started to call him, and Khan stopped the ride when the yellow star became somewhat visible to the naked eye.
The control desk accounted for the additional expense while Khan activated the mana barrier and opened the ship's doors, leaping into the black expanse to experience the area without hindrances. His nape reacted as soon as he stepped into space, seemingly empowered by his subconscious. Something was calling for him, making him gaze toward that yellow star.
Of course, or luckily, the call didn't originate from the star. It came from one of the planets orbiting it, which Khan obviously couldn't see from his position. However, he could sense it, which was enough for him and his ship.
Khan quickly returned to his ship and sealed it before accelerating again. It only took his ride a few hours and some help from the scanners to reach its destination, and Khan's gaze couldn't help but grow serious at that scene.
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As much as instincts, alien calls, and scanners had confirmed it, Khan wasn't ready for that sight. A planet encircled by three moons hovered before the canopy, looking as ordinary as they came, with only one striking detail standing out.
The scanners didn't pick up any water or oceans, but the planet was unmistakably blue, and the three moons shared that color. Its shade was also quite iconic. It was identical to the scar Khan had worn on his chest since the Second Impact.