Nosphaleen's father felt as though his mind had been shaken. All of a sudden, so many things made sense to him. Even little tidbits that he hadn't even considered in the past shook him to his core.
The Clypsians actually rose up during one of Earth's Ice Ages. They adapted to live in the water many generations after that, and they mostly had surviving these harsh conditions to thank.
So when Sylas said that they were trying to recreate a version of Earth here, he was actually referring to one of Earth's earliest periods. This entire planet, its existence, and the so-called Frostbane that dictated everything…
It was nothing more than a method of trying to recreate Earth.
This alone didn't seem to make sense. If recreating a world was so easy, then everyone would do it.
But the point here wasn't a recreation of Earth, but rather to use this as a canvas of sorts, an experimental hub to test and measure things—a trial run to see if their plans were working or not.
By having a quasi-Earth here, it would be possible to see how the Sylphs were adjusting and if they were ready to step onto the real Earth or not.
In fact, this was likely not the only planet they had done so with. How was it that the Sylphs were able to step onto Earth during the Summoning, no less? It was by using these quasi-Earths to learn to mask their intent.
And it was through the use of the Clypsians that they had been able to do this, relying on the proliferation of this Race to tap into what versions of Earth had once existed and learn from them.
This was why, other than some relatively minor measures, the Sylphs mostly allowed the Clypsians to live out their lives as though they weren't trapped in captivity.
This was also why from the moment Sylas stepped foot on this world, he had felt such a closeness to it. How could he not? He was a Progenitor of Earth. This was a version of the world he ruled.
Of course his Luck would be exceptionally sharp here, as would Palms of Fate activate with much greater ease.
"This is why… they don't kill us?" There seemed to be something particularly broken in the man's voice. He didn't realize that the stronger he got, the more information he was giving the Sylphs, and the easier he was making it for them to grasp the intricacies of Earth and exploit them. fгeewёbnoѵel.cσm
In fact, the fact they weren't Overlords was exactly what the Sylphs wanted. Because of this, these Clypsians had to find all sorts of unique methods to improve, touching upon a concept that was long lost to time… something those of the past Legendary System once called Cultivation.
Cultivation was a process of improvement that didn't rely on a system to level you up, but instead used unique methods of forging Genes, circulating Aether, and improving Comprehension that could help you level up.
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