Khan was both mesmerized and terrified. The last piece of the puzzle that was his evolution had finally appeared before his eyes, and it looked far grander than anything he could have ever predicted.
Actually, that mere lump of pitch-black smoke looked so grand that Khan almost reconsidered his initial plan. He had purposely only left a tiny gap between his current state and the completion of his attunement with mana, but that precaution lost any meaning now.
That divine True Chaos wasn't something that could be limited. Strategies and specific arrangements were meaningless before the obscuring power that energy radiated. Nothing could ever stop it from taking over anything it touched.
Even with only that remaining tiny gap, Khan knew that absorbing the divine True Chaos would transform him beyond recognition. There wouldn't be anything of his old self left if he accepted that energy. He would become someone or something else.
