History of the Kahn cont…

Kahn Colony VII (Former home of Za' Kahn)

Vol I

Chapter 899 written and logged upon departure.

For three months Za’ Kahn sat behind his desk hidden far into his estate, the same estate he grew in, the same estate that had acted as an HQ for the Kahn, the same estate that had been turned into a concentration camp when his people finally knelt. The records in his office had been there for generations, each “Head” would add to the pile of archives, when he finally inherited the estate from his family and the space council he hadn’t even dreamt of finding the stacks of papers, the rows of data cores all linked to his clan’s genealogy outside and within the Kahn. Za’ Kahn sat in a crypt of files, they say he went blind there, that he lost his sight because he strained his body to the verge of collapse.

In reality he had gained a sense, a sense of time and space and through his ancestors memories relived the past.

historian and prophet of the Kahn after he was re-animated. ( His eyes here are shielded do to the sensitivity to light Zahebolon Kahn suffers from.)

When he stumbled upon a large black box his eyes were still young and able to distinguish colors and shapes. The black box sat next to him for days while he read over countless other texts until he mustered the courage to hack into the boxes mainframe there he viewed the content and immediately knew this had been his fathers data logs. Even then he could not understand the files, the code was broken and nearly impossible to read or translate, further more the source code was unreadable. As he probed further into the mainframe of the box he found a plug much like the ones domestic augmenters carried. He found the piece of hardware wired to the box and reeled out the cored and without asking he plugged into the box’s main AI. He claims to have been plugged in for months only in reality he had been missing for nearly 20 years. When we did find him he was almost a vegetable still plugged to the machine, somehow his body produced fat on its own and it gained weight instead of loosing any, and his bones became so hard he could not walk for nearly a year from the weight of the calcium that had also been produced by his body.

During his time of reanimation he lost his sight and the iris to his eye dimmed and faded much. It was here that he wrote the first of a series of logs stating “ I am a Kahn through genetic augmentation, the history of my genes is what hold the text to our race, the text to our blood, the text to our heritage.”

“The Kahn are forever”